Away
In the bed between the sheets
Under the stars while the moon peeks
Our bodies like poetry
When they meet
Ecstasy
That which defines our release
Your touch
Which makes my heart beat
You want it, it’s yours
Come with me
To the place of dreams
Where wonders never cease
And thoughts turn to steam
As actions paint a passionate scene
You scream
I need
You speak
I believe
The pent up frustration
Is but an indentation
The paragraph is spoken
And all resistance is broken
Think of me and we shall be
Together forever
Or at least until sweet release
-Malcolm Lloyd
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