I'M Sorry
A capacious smile glows with shine;
as aqua green eyes become conjoined to mine;
Pearls guard ripe red lips; that gleam with wine.
hands take hold, hers in mine.
Souls grapple emotion;
gripping the moment;
encompassing the time that stands still in their minds;
the nature of pruriency reveals a passionate essence of taboo;
bodies manifest a physical disposition of lustful desire.
Tongues stalk skin softly;
whille hands explore new frontiers;
gaining intimate familiarity,
with a smooth, velvet terrain;
warm as a snow covered rose.
Emerald orbs gaze into blue skies;
exposing a labyrinth of lies;
there is a love she can not fake.
This is a chance I will not take.
I'm sorry.
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