The Hues of Affection
he knows nothing but loving me-
he bleeds adoration
through crimson-colored
veins.
he knows everything about me-
he is my creation,
my one and only reason
to exist;
now only intimacy remains.
he is my artisan masterpiece-
reaching depths where only
a soul gains.
he imprints only,
affection-colored stains.
October 2, 2017
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