Body Language
You lie on top of me,
Chest to chest, heart to heart.
We don’t make love, we don’t fuck,
We just lie there.
Your body language so intriguing, so fascinating,
But I must not rush; this moment needs to last forever.
No one else matters, nothing is a bother.
It doesn’t matter that it feels like 100 degrees
Or that it’s not the most perfect situation.
But for right now, it is the perfect situation,
And you are perfect for me.
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