Watching you lay nude in bed
nascent leaves chatter Spring.
A strong freshness comes over me.
Your breasts blossom like flowers.
Their corollas like banners in the wind.
Your pollen spreads its scent
and I am rapt in desires of touching you.
I lay here on my side eyes wide
sailing the ocean of your curves,
learning the art of your body.
Touching your dreams
as eyelids flutter slightly,
opening as my skin touches yours.






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