you are a vision in my dreams
floating candles
and amber glow,
stolen kisses and
sipping margaritas,
we wander in the wild,
tasting
rain wet skin
and toasted
marshmallows,
your cheeks flushed in
the winter chill,
a slow smile spreads
over pomegranate lips,
I let your tongue trace
the contours of my
world,
sweet honey
and pink watermelon,
explode,
into ribbons of passion.
and you say softly,
I am the vision in your dreams…..
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