your lips
make their impression on mine
I hold the kiss
in an eternal bliss
knowing your heart beats to the
rhythm of this destiny
my arms still want you, ache for you
during moments when you are near enough
and far enough to bless my thoughts
and no fantasy could live up to our reality
like a tingling up your spine
becoming the energy pattern that liberates you
beaming with a love that creates you.
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