Emily


I still feel
Her gentle kiss
Her beautiful eyes
Gave me something to miss
In my meadow of longing
Her flower blooms
Not by sunlight
But by the moon

At times her beauty suffocates me
And I drown in the feeling
Encircling me
My rough hands caress
Her naked breast
And our hearts beat in time
Behind our chests

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