Poem

The Intimacy Of My Bedroom

In the intimacy of my bedroom
my thoughts drift to you
and the sunsets I want to share with you
The snow I want see outside while you kiss me warm
The sunrises I want to see caress your face in the morning
while I stroke your hair softly
The strong embrace while we gaze over a bustling city

Sharing our breaths
in moans and touching of souls
when we make sweet love
In the intimacy of my bedroom

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