Fire Side Chats
Next to your fireplace we lay
As the latter morning drowns out the day
Butterfly kisses
I touch you
Where ever the weather misses
Ruins stray
Amongst this palate we lay
Yet you pull me closer
Should I stay?
“What bothers you most?”
She complies
My mind wonders
What else could I say?
Next to your fireplace we lay
As the latter morning drowns out the day
Secrets reveal
Nothing more
Than a broken crush
As our pores gently touch
No words spoken
Could slow this rush
Loves lush
A bodiless lust
Tomorrow
Seems to be
Too much
I miss you
Next to your fireplace we lay
As a latter morning drowns out the day
Morning leaves and comes
Palm to palm
We meet
Until your tears have calm
You apologize
I smile
I hold you
I accept
You console me
As though
I am your child
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