As I open the door,
The smiles in your face
Makes me throw my bag to the floor
As you move straight to take off my lace.
As I sit to rest,
You overcome my tiredness
By playing your hands closer to my chest
You take off my heart from its sinfulness
As you unbuckle my tie
I hurriedly take off the first button
Your innocent face does not make me shy
With respect and lust, you unknowingly take off your Acton
As I desirable bring mine
You share with me by bringing yours
Love, faith and hope can be continued in our love line
And out of generosity, we make ours.
Copyright © Amin Tres | Year Posted 2008
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