Her Body Arches
At It's Raimbow Peak
Ecstacy
In The Evening Light
As You Undress
A Rose Sighs
Hovering Above You
Anticipating The Slow
Delicious Descent
Tonight's Moon
I Gaze At It Alone
Thinking Of You
The Nape Of Her Neck
Draws Me In
Like A Moth To Flame
Your Touch
Creates A Symphony
In My Soul
My Breath
Paints
Your Bare Skin
The Spring Blossom Scent
Of The Sweet Honeysuckle
Is Found Along The Path
Towards Your Love
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