Bed
Slip into cool sheets
under the cover
Two people meet
You and your lover
Touching a must
A kiss, a caress
Building trust
No duress
Fingers do touch
Exploring
Intense, too much?
Eyes Imploring
Radiating glow
Bathed in sweat
Nice and slow
So glad to have met
Breaths short and shallow
Bodies tingling
Minds now mellow
Hearts mingling
Laying sated
Hearts that raced
having mated
Lovers embraced.
Lay in the glow
Gone with the flow
Everything slow
To sleep we go.
poem by Robert Green
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