The Thought of You
His eyes are pools of autumn fire
An intense gaze, of which I never tire.
To drown in their depths a pleasant death
He comes in closer, I loose my breath.
Our pulses quicken, skin tingles, a live wire.
The touch of his hand upon my skin
As he looks into my eyes, my thoughts are a sin.
Taking me into his strong arms, he holds me
Even in his tight embrace, I feel so free.
The beat of his heart, is my hearts twin.
His breathy voice, whispered into my ear
The sound of it excites me, brings me near.
The thoughts in my head, vivid imagination
The feelings for him a strong fascination.
To loose him now is my only fear.
The future is an unknown mystery
Will I always be alone, will he come to me?
With him close to my side I will be complete
The sight of him, his touch, will be so sweet.
Whatever he wants, whatever he needs...I will be.
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