Desire
Desire is wanting to lie with you
Yearning to touch your face
Kissing your lips in nocturnal mist
As I smell the scent of your aura
While my fingers run thru your hair
This inspires sighs of pleasure
As I commune in your thoughts
Feeling ecstasy at midnights hour
By dawn refreshed at mornings light
But not to lie with you
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