It Matters


I can feel her,

As we make love,

Her soft warm skin,

Her gentle touch,

Her body invites me,

It makes my feelings flow,

Makes me love her more for it,

Beside my speeding heartbeat,

There is another thing booming in my head,

The lurking question,

'Does she love me?'

I worry at the worst times,

It distracts me, it unnerves me,

It's not helping,

But it matters,

I almost can't concentrate,

But I love her,

I wish I knew that this wasn't just a rendezvous,

She feels so good,

But this would have ended,

If it weren't for her gentle touch,

Her wonderful body,

And her sweet manner of speech.

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