In Her Arms
I can smell the ink, I can almost taste the joy of my pen
My heart whispers to my soul, a secret it isn't for I know it so
They chat about her scent, her beautiful way of being
I had her in my arms, she smelled so wonderful
Her skin so soft to my hands and lips
I caressed her entire body with my lips, and I sighed
I felt my body weaken to hers
My blood began to rush, yet I controlled it
For it is tought to not act upon a need
I began to talk to her body with mine
Her hair on my face, the scent again swept me off my senses
I lost all concentration, as I was in her arms
Her eyes looked upon me
My heart looked upon her
I felt her on me, and I froze
With desire I felt her fire
With emotion I spoke to her heart
And with love I too met with her soul
I kissed her everywhere
Her touch is amazing
Her love is one of a kind
I need her
For I am lost without her
She is my heart
I give my life to her
And I wish to provide for her
I love her, my dear bear I yearn to be in your arms
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