While you were gone...
While you were gone,
I rolled over to your place
in my bed,
indulged myself in
your warmth and the
scent of your perfume.
Relived the feel of
your arms,
and the smooth heat
of your nakedness,
I smiled remembering
the taste and eagerness
of your lips,
the soft whispers and
quiet sounds of your
love.
I relaxed and again immersed
myself in your luscious honey,
tasted again the fruit of
your desire,
caught again in your
wicked goodness.
Again I ask...How does
a man recover...after losing
himself...in you.
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Notes to a beautiful
Woman
Part...Three
