My Heaven

Come up to my room,
Don't be afraid...
Our clothes will hang like silver stars
in the midnight sky,
Your silk boxers lying in front of the door,
My black lace slip draped over a lamp...
We can laugh as we slide on my satin sheets,
I'll write a love poem on your back with my lips,
Wrapping my legs around your waist..
Pulling you close, so very close to me,
Until we breathe as one...
Siamese twins intertwined
by lip, thigh, knee, heart, and soul...
Taking in every breath,
every desire,
every firey kiss,
and every detailed moment...
as if it would be our very last....

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