Silky caramel cream,
indulge me,
seduce me,
let me taste you,
just a little at first,
then some more....
Delight me with
the pleasure of your moments.
Give me what I seek in return.
Don't fill me with empty promise, but
tell the truth.
I can never be angry with you for the truth,
I am a forgiving soul.
My love is but a secret,
known to know one but you, "NOW".
Holding it close to my heart,
breathing in your fragrance on my pillow.
Hemingway reminds us "Imagine if a man must kill the
moon daily, the moon runs away, but imagine if a man
must each day should try and kill the Sun? We were born lucky"
This as love is....
Daily should you try to kill the sun,
you were born lucky.
As love is the light that leads you.
It will free you and open your heart.
Silky cream caramel,
I delight in you.
As the sun is with love....
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