Whispers in
your ear . . .
“I still love
you,” dear
Kisses upon
your neck
When life
appears to be a wreck
I will hold
you close,
And to you I’ll
make a toast:
“It's your
lips I desire
Your kisses
set my soul on fire!”
I will lay
you upon the sheet
Entangled bodies
will meet!
Then, in a
moment, you will know
In my arms,
it's you I will hold!
Whispers in
your ear . . .
And your body
I will draw near
O so secure
you will feel –
As the moon
hides behind the hill
Upon the
sheets where we lay
“I still love
you” These words I will say!
Epaphroditus© May 6, 2024
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