Come Softly To Me
Come, come softly to me…
Come, let me glimpse at your silhouette in the dark,
an ephemeral apparition in white satin and lace.
Come, let me hear your soft and nervous laughter
bouncing and echoing off the bedroom wall.
Come, let me drown in the forest of your dark hair,
inhaling the sweet fragrance of woods and pines.
Come, let me plunge into the pools of your eyes,
fathoming the depth of the promise they hold.
Come, let me feel your tender lips opening shyly,
whispering secrets that only lovers understand.
Come, let me touch the softness of your skin,
tracing the contour of every peak and valley.
Come, let me calm the quake rocking your body
in quiet expectation of what soon will be.
Come, let me whisper words of love in your ear
like phantom in the night, beguiling, tempting.
Come, let me sate my thirst from thy dainty breasts,
listening to the tale that each heartbeat dares to tell.
Come, let me unlock the mystery that spells woman
embedding it in the deep recesses of my memory.
Come, come softly to me, my innocent virgin bride.
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