
Temptation fills me at the sight of Your Hands,
Fire a light in the depths of my plans.
You rock your head; roguish grin turns Your Lips,
Lure me with Your Sweet Wine, sip after sip.
Your Voice is symphony; enchanting, inviting;
Ever and always, the flames igniting.
Intensity in Your Fervent Gaze,
Eyes so Exquisite, blissfully tangled for days
In the focus of Your Sweet Devotion,
Drown in the swell of Your Passionโs Emotion.
Waiting, Waiting, each breath coming nearer,
Love times Ten Thousand, yet infinitely dearer.
You are my Soul Mate, half me, half You,
And to You, Only Man, I will ever be true.
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~Morgan~

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