Another One


I think about you night and day.


Living the warmth of you, I play

Over again, again, our scenes

Very slowly; unfolding dreams.

Each memory, we are the same...


You are my secret wish. No shame

Or guilt in this, no need to hide

Us from the world. You are my pride.


Soul of my soul, oh say you will.

Of you I'll never have my fill.


Many have loved, as much as this.

Under the sun, to crave each kiss;

Caught and attached, but we are free;

Holding our thoughts, of you... and me.

The End

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