Shall We Get Tonight
My love
Shall we get tonight?
Like last night
Divine charms hidden in the tops of our restless fingers
And — our sigh.
And — the sweet sobs of ours
With the cry of the light of the moon to share
And the sweet sobs of our projected on
To the blurred window glass,
You are wonderfully, unique in every way
My beautiful wife.
In my arms.
I want you, awakened
With loose, disheveled hair—on pillows
The hymn to our love
You are the queen of my heart
My soul and my life
My tenderness.
You have the key to my heart
And you will always be in my soul.
I love you
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