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Two bodies
moulded as one.
There is no sense of time,
no moon or sun.
How do I know
how to feel,
and whether what I feel,
is for real?
To lay in your arms
always,
to look into your eyes
and hold your gaze.
To gently caress you,
to touch you
and hold you
the whole night through.
To be swept away
in our moment of love making.
There are no regrets,
and no foresaking.
To feel your naked body
next to mine,
to feel as close as I can to you,
to intertwine.
To live like that
for ever more,
my love for you
would only soar.
To think of you
as my lover
and soul mate,
and to now believe in love and fate.
To drown in your love
and get lost in eyes.
To accept your lows,
and know your highs.
To have your inside me
and to have your love
to set all inhibitions free
like a soaring dove
To write you this love poem,
straight from my heart,
and to miss you so much,
when were apart.
That would indicate that
I am able to feel,
and what I feel, is so sureal.
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