A Heart's Poem
Lover's night time sigh
Birds sing the morning
Two hearts set on high
With no ending
As beautiful as a sunrise sky
She sleeps
The pale green of her eyes
How rare a privilege
The sound of a pleasured cry
The sensation of soft flesh
A beauty so shy
The love we share so right
It makes my soul fly
A love that is wrong
I question why
There is no end
I will love her even after we die
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