Good love Making
After some good love making ...
I am
sleepy but long to hold you close
you are the prose to my poem
the intense limitations
as I wrap my arms around you
in love I’m meting Into your skin
I feel the sea,the calm.
I feel-contained by the bubble of love I produce when you are near.
This is the happier sense of life... I longed for.
You are the straight and narrow passage I’m flowing down into... becoming one with you.
melting , like butter on a summers day
glistening, like a cold shower after I think of you.
The moments I want to keep locked in a box by my bed are all the moments of love making with you.
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