Thursday, February 4, 2010

Day 51

His arms around my body
Pull me tightly to him
I nuzzle my face in the warmth of his neck
The fragrance that is uniquely his
Washes over me and I know peace

His touch... so soft, so sure
Still as thrilling as that first night
Emotions replace the newness
I soar beneath his fingertips

Fused with him, I know completion
His breath on my neck as we doze
Takes me to a sweet, safe place
Where all my dreams are realized

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