Movements
I love the way these words
sweetly caress my mind at night,
"I love you"
Like a gentle breeze that flips my hair
Or the golden rays of sun which warm my soft lips
On a cool autumn day
Like the way your rough hands move smoothly
Along the softness of my skin
These words
Kiss my mind goodnight
as I fade into a dream
of You.
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