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she drips.....
into my mouth
the love that seeps
from her eyes
through her lips
and
into
me
falling....
from the tips
of her finger tips
and onto me

wrapped.....
safely wrapped
in her arms
in her love
in her touch
in the truth
she brings
the love
she sings
into my soul
and i
into hers....

sleep....
comes sweetly
cocooned
held
against her chest
her heart
beating
in
my ear
her smell
on me
and mine

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