Tonight his skin rests on my skin
Still damp from being within
The hollow breaths of life escape his mouth
His heartbeat is my song
I love him so
Never want this feeling to end and
I wish it were a Friday instead of Sunday night
Because life begins again tomorrow
The song slows down and its time to dance again
Deep kisses tell a love story
Passionate movements paint a portrait
Vibrating moans pave the way
I love him so
Making love to him is more than just an act
Its a ballet and Im the prima ballerina
Its a war and this is just one battle
He makes me young
Sweat dripping from his body onto mine is like drinking water from the fountain of youth
And I lose myself in his eyes
And feel so safe in his frame, much taller than mine
I love him so
I dont want him to go away
I want to keep him with me always and a day
And if I could, Id pull him deeper into my womb and keep him everyday.
We fall asleep
And on this night I do not dream
I only smile in my slumber and love him more
And silently pray that well have more days like today.
Copyright ©2006 Attica Lundy
Thursday, November 1, 2007
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