You I can never get rid of,
your skin is coffee colored and your hair is as black as midnight and you dress sensibly and I will remember you just as that.
Chivalrous and lighthearted with a soft body.
You; holding me; making love to me almost every night.
I am never getting over you as you gently stroke me;
guiding me and putting me into the light.
And if you ask me how I know;
I feel you lying next to me and then lovingly sniffing and caressing my hair.
do you think I’m beautiful darling?
don’t tell me you love me.
because in your heart I am kept close;
and I already know….
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