Fog stands above moonlit river
Searching for a square within the sun As I stand below darkened billows Unable to differentiate If I hear leaves creeping or water crawling, but I feel everything; Intimacy Wind gliding across the calm water We both hunger For love; thirsting for closeness This appetite can only be quenched When affection is near; her residing With me underneath moonlit sky Her crown caressing my neck As her head rests on my shoulder Reading the words my heart speaks To you daily Here is where I finds contentment
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