Two Imperfect Halves

your skin glistens 

in the morning dew

oh how I want

to love on you

our energy rises

with the morning sun

two young lovers

joined as one

soft skin, sweet breath

in golden light, I undress

slowly and methodically

revealing the depths

a simple surrender

in awe of your splendor

you follow me

as I follow you

sinking deeper & deeper

somewhere brand new

skin to skin

eye to eye

soul to soul

two imperfect halves

make a perfect whole

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