our eyes meet,
magnetic poetic,
your lips touch mine,
erotic electric,
arms encircle me,
euphoric idyllic,
together we,
synchronic rhythmic.
and you still wonder -
do I love you?
a query you should
never have to voice,
those words remaining within,
answered by tenderness of touch,
by sweet emotion,
by thoughts mirrored
in chestnut irises,
that brush softly across you,
painting images deep
within memory,
while this soul speaks to yours,
saying all the words
ever needing to be said.
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