I know that the form is inconsistent in this, but it's the most sense I could make of the subject matter in words...in my mind it's much more beautiful
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Lost in the beauty of your eyes
The graceful line of your neck
The gentle curve of your back
Through soft whispers our lips meet
Tenderly, lingering in the moment
Not wanting to part
Yet knowing much more is to come
Hands clasp as lips wander
Exploring your smooth, soft skin
Grazing ever so lightly here
Pressing ever so tightly there
Passion floods through our veins
Surrendering completely to the other
Until the line, once clear, between two and one
Is blurred through our intertwined limbs
Lost in the beauty of your eyes
The graceful line of your neck
The gentle curve of your back
Through soft whispers our lips meet
Tenderly, lingering in the moment
Not wanting to part
Yet knowing much more is to come
Hands clasp as lips wander
Exploring your smooth, soft skin
Grazing ever so lightly here
Pressing ever so tightly there
Passion floods through our veins
Surrendering completely to the other
Until the line, once clear, between two and one
Is blurred through our intertwined limbs