Becoming One
Softly
Sweetly
Caressing my soul
Silently, I shudder
I am blinded
By the sun in my eyes
As I look at you
And what is it I see
An old friend
A stranger
Funny, I can't recall
And, oh, that smile
Facetious
Knowing
So gentle
I think that you
May just be
A part of me
Soft lips
So tender against my skin
And we are love
Making love
In love
Bodies connecting
Belonging
Becoming one
Copyright © Windy Mehder | Year Posted 2010
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