Love
With hair the scent of wild strawberries
skin so warm and soft to my touch
lips so soft and full
we embrace in a kiss
our tongues do a dance with one another
I stare into your hazel eyes
you stare deep into my blue eyes
no words need be spoken
our body language says it all
the warm caress of your fingers along my body
we sit and enjoy each other's company
this is the way I would always wish it could be
tell me-am I a fool for thinking that way.
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