Touch and Climb

Slightly Brown Beautiful

Your Skin as It Touches Mine

Deep Abyss Blood Red

Lips; Yours As They Climb Closer

To mine


My Eye.. While Watching

As Your Chest Caves In And Out

Our Hearts Pump Together

Keeping Perfect Time


I Feel Your Tongue As It Finds Mine

Like Old Still Aging Unbottled Wine

We Make Love Together Always

In Perfect Time




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