our eyes
meet,
magnetic
poetic,
your lips
touch mine,
erotic
electric,
arms
encircle me,
euphoric
idyllic,
together we,
synchronic
rhythmic.
and you
still wonder -
do I love
you?
a query you
should
never have
to voice,
those words
remaining within,
answered by
tenderness of touch,
by sweet
emotion,
by thoughts
mirrored
in chestnut
irises,
that brush
softly across you,
painting
images deep
within
memory,
while this
soul speaks to yours,
saying all
the words
ever needing
to be said.
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