The beginning
With whom or what do I have compete
for your attention?
Direct your smile towards me and no other.
Though I accept you belong to the world,
You also belong to me,
complete me and surround me;
are an object of my desperate admiration,
my healthy unleashed desire.
The soft tones of my voice are your charming delight,
Seduce you tenderly into oblivion;
a state of forgetfulness, of happiness.
Every dull pain and ugly requirement slip away;
made to look less real
beside our chemistry of embrace.
One more precious hug,
laying down on this bed,
closer now than ever;
looking with trepidation/desire
into the vague distance of
a hopefully loving future.
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