When the first rays of sun hit my window panes,
I awoke fresh with nothing but dreams of you,
Words from our conversations danced ceaselessly,
Is it as if I have never been parted from you at all.
When the soft brown of your eyes have stolen my soul,
I no longer know who or what I am.
Except that my spirit is already in your soul,
Which leaves me with no conception of 'I'.
Together two sacred hearts have merged,
I now belong to you, where you belong to me,
You know I cannot deny you my submission
When your feverish bare skin brushes against mine.
Sunday, February 4, 2007
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