My Lover
My lover, how she does enchant me.
She unknowingly entices me
as she strolls along.
My infatuation grows steadily.
I fantasize about our future trysts,
envisioning her in my arms.
I lazily doze in my berth
and awaken to see her quietly
enter my lair
a smile of adoration on her lips.
Her scent fills my lungs
as her lips graze my neck.
The salty taste of her skin
arouses my passion.
Mer melodious sighs stimulates
my labrynthian beyond its' limits.
Her gentle caresses i do treasure,
her technique, supreme.
I can't imagine my future without her.
I hold her close in a lover's embrace
wishing time to stand still.
We cherish every second spent united.
Parting is so difficult
like moving mountains
one stone at a time.
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