Lust
You kiss my forehead
gently
even between our sheets
all my warmth gathers there
your eyes look upon me
with such care
Am I in love?
I believe so
something radiates from you
and I dive into
that look in your eyes,
I know
You press your soft lips
upon my third eye
Everything
seems passionately clear
despite my fears
I am at least in love with
this feeling
only you can bring.
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