As your hand reaches mine
and as our souls become entwined.
As our hearts begin to race
and as our breathing pics up pace.
As you and I become " WE"
my seeking eyes are begging to see.
You and I beneath the covers
you and I nighttime lovers.
And in the future, whatever it be,
I hope it involves the one for me.
Poet: Amanda B Teel
read: 1296 times Rating:Date: 23 May, 2008
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