His gentle snoring
echoes in the stillness
his chest rising and falling
as he sleeps across the room.
We are awake you and I
nervous of each other
wanting to touch and embrace
to love and be loved
Yet we do not dare, in case he stirs.
Desire pumps through my veins
wishing you would come near
to feel a touch of your hand
or a kiss from your lips
Craving your fingers running over my body
gently pinching and caressing
Stirring feelings deep within
Feelings I try and hold back
Yet over there you stay, its better this way!
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