Sweet spot

More than bodies merging,
into a lust-filled sigh.
We are more than passion
for passion builds, then dies. 

Give me not lip service,
about great love unending,
I seek what I am knowing,
a gift of light descending.

Promise not forever,
for promises will be broken,
speak my name with your loving kiss,
in words of love unspoken. 

Speak not of perfect morning,
each day bright with perfection,
for trial comes to shake a union,
wisdom shines with combined reflection.

Published by B

I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog. I refer to my favorite person as TMW5T Why? because if he had 6 I'd call him TMW6T, duh!!

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