Your breath in my hair,

the touch of your hand;

all make me glad to be right where I am.

the smell of your skin,

the look on your face;

I could stay here forever, with you, in this place.

The sound of your voice,

your laugh on my skin;

indulging myself into this sweet sin.

Your soft eyes on mine,

your kiss on my lips;

Perfect. Serene. Complete and utter...bliss.

The End

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