This Love

I see her in every face,

every smile,

every laugh,

every touch,

every word,

every line,

every song,

every woman;

like a dog in heat,

it is more than

I can resist;

into my dreams

she comes,

warm and soft,

sensuous and sweet,

washing over me

like cool liquid rain,

wave after delicious wave,

saturating me with desire,

marking me with her scent,

filling me with her fullness;

making me alive

once more;

melting into her

inner sanctuary,

I smell her fragrance,

I taste her softness,

I feel her passion,

drowning in a love

that is no love,

trapped within the walls

of a house that is

no house.

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