I dive deep into the deep depths of your beautiful green eyes
I want to stay in the comfort of your embrace for the rest of my life
I need your arms and hands on me in a way I’ve never experienced
In the silence of the night as I fall asleep I see your face
I hear your voice
I feel you with me
I open my eyes in the morning and my first thought is of you
And I wonder if I’m on your mind
I keep you close to my heart and you are always in my thoughts
Time that I spend with you is time I cherish
Time alone and I want to be near you
I want to smell the cologne you wear
I want to take over and ravish you with kisses
I want to spoil you with love
I want to show you that love isn’t evil and broken
It is bright white light and darkness intertwining in nothing less than whole and full happiness.
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Mary Davis
I've wrote most of my life. A few words here and there. I am a mom and work full time in retail.
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