I'M All Yours
Just over two hours in,
all your endorphins are set to perma-grin
both sinfully spilling potions,
and emotionally losing composure
inches from your passion filled eyes,
now incapable of conjuring any lies
five fingers filled in strawberry blonde,
quivering spells like that of a magic wand
our breaths seemingly syncronized,
bodies entwined dearly, nearly mezmorized
delicious, coming true emotional wishes,
several positions, never stopping the kisses
soul searching possibly over,
did I finally pick my four leaf clover
reviving my love once as a leak,
now euphorically pours
as I hear a whisper in my ear
an angel speaks,
"I'm all yours"
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