How I Hunger

A warm breeze blows into the bedroom window,

the moon is pouring over us in a silver wave.

aching I watch it's flowing gentle movement

rippling slowly over your pale smooth skin

The beauty of your glowing body beckons me

to touch, to taste, to love it's graceful expanse,

from your forehead to toes, fingers to nose

How I hunger to know you so completely

To gladly find all the wondrous places

that bring you such sweet pleasure.

forging bonds that tie your heart to mine,

two hearts beating wildly together as one.

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