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what makes a life sweet?


It is the daily poetry
that makes my heart beat.

grin
Not that I don't love those heavy-metal moments
when you take me
wild and hard
and use
truly obscene and shocking words.
still smiling

But the moments
of daily poetry
are these......

when you come home from work
stand behind me at the window
close but not quite touching.
I feel your breath in my hair.
You kiss my shoulder
and walk away.

when I am sitting on the edge of the tub
adding bubbles and scent to the water
and you come into the room
and kiss my side
right at my waist....

when we sit reading,
each involved in our own story,
my feet in your lap
and you rub your hand
softly up my leg
and wrap your fingers
around my ankle....
still reading.....

when, at the end of the day,
you slide under the covers behind me,
rest your hand between my breasts,
slide your semi-erect length
between my legs
and fall quietly into sleep.

In the daily poetry
I belong to you.
I adore you.

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