A pair of strong arms encircle my waist

His laughter against my neck exciting

Warm mouth leaning, trying to sneak a taste

Tilting my head, my smile inviting


Soft words spoken gently, promises made

No syllable goes adrift or unheard

No lies, barriers, or debts to be payed

I listen and believe every word


The brown in his eyes smile more than his lips

Words of love hide in the strands of his hair

I play with it while he grabs at my hips

He needs me this close, knowing that I care


I pour into him like he is a cup

I am his and loved but then I wake up.



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