Friday, March 12, 2010

In Love

Dreaming of you excites me to no end.
When I experience you and focus on me
There is no containment of my ecstasy.
When I focus on you only
Your fire concerns me.

I want us to build that fire.
Build it slowly.
Build it carefully.
Give it all we've got.
Tingling. Warm. Glowing. Hot.
Waves of heat intensifying.

You open to freely accept me into you.
I become you and you become me.
There is no containment of our ecstasy.
We are in love.

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