Love Songs To My Future Wife - 3
slow hands
make mountains
moved at the mercy of your gaze
devotion melted
into a word of praise
your smile
empties me of myself
i am yours
my desire is to be so
and remain
until your light
may release me
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Ian Be | Year Posted 2016
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