I Lay in the quiet stillness of the intoxicating absence
of your presence...
I'm conscience of every detail burned within me from the
fire just doused by our passion...
I hear only the slow rhythmic rise and fall of my chest...
as I continue to breathe in and out the essence of your being...
Still lingering like a dense fog about me is the fresh perfumed
fragrance generated from the friction of our bodies...
I feel your body still heavy on top of mine...
Your face buried against the nap of my neck...
Your arms gently clinging to the nakedness of my flesh...
Your heart beating in perfect rhythm with my own...
The feelings I feel and the sounds I hear continue on...
playing the music of our hearts...
Each beat in unison is apart of an exquisite song of love...
A song created by the union of us.
To E.M. remembering still the song of our hearts and the beauty of
what that song feels like within.
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Shelly Price
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