A budding love
Whenever I see your face
Your smile warms my spirit and touches my soul
The path your fingers trace
down the curve of my spine starts a fire naked and bold
The passion of your kisses makes me buckle at the knees
Depending on your strength in your hands to steady me
The embrace of your arms makes me feel safe
The purity of your love lingers and grows without haste
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To bare the soul is to put pen to paper
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