eyes that delved in yours,
now closed.lips stained
in morning's fog craved yours,
warmth leaving them faintly begged
a passage,as you laid me
to a mossed wall of an empty home.
tender thighs twisted and locked
you reassured, my trembling waist,
and gazed at me as if I were a firefly
I merely basked, in your easy love.
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