kiss
me now i don’t know how
to
wait for winsome wedding vows
i
need your breath upon my flesh
to
hear you sigh as both your breasts
become
the knowledge of my hands
and
lips that finally understand
the
reason why they do exist
and
with my hair within your grip
i
will be soft but none-the-less
i
will conjoin us flesh to flesh
and
leave my whispers in your ear
that
i will always hold you near
so
when God takes one of us home
we’ll
be as one, never alone
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