My Home
I feel myself glowing when
I am in a room with you.
My eyes follow you as you
pour your third cup of coffee.
I've never known anyone who
could consume as much
caffeine as you do
without being wired.
Maybe your six foot three
stature absorbs it less.
The roses you bought me
are beginning to wilt as I softly
beg them to keep alive longer,
kissing their petals that
are as soft as your lips.
When we are home alone together
your sensuous smile warms me,
your deep voice thrills me,
and your dark eyes undress me,
and I am lost in your love.
8-16-19
~Second Placement~
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