You effervesce and press
against my side in anticipation of my caress.
Your joy in contrast with the sabled night-
somber to the touch, but earnest to the bite.
Undulantly you dance
in retaliation against any encumbrance;
moving with difinite method
but novice uncertainty
With a forceful nudge from your primal god,
you hand me a rose -
panting a sigh of "I love you."
And it resounds in every unintelligible moan
thereafter.
You look at me with intensity -
passionate filigree adorning your face,
decorating your visage with sheer love
against your dove-white skin...
and you effervesce...
pure
and
white.
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