Afterwards
My eyes remain fixated with your beauty
My hands they move to reach your skin
To caress the softness of you, lover
To make you cry out to me, again
Now, our quiet aftermath of lovemaking,
Allows our souls in love to still unite
Embracing the woman there before me
Held, in love and admiration, ever tight
Copyright © Michael Degenhardt | Year Posted 2008
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