Untitled Poem
By: Christine Smith McFarlane
I'm enveloped in his warmth
I smell the sweat emanating
from his skin
beads of his sweat
mix with mine
as we shift
and move
so that we can be
as close as possible
it feels so good
to awaken in your arms
i whisper
never have i felt so much
love
with this one person
I'm enveloped in his warmth
I smell the sweat emanating
from his skin
yet I'm not repelled
I try to get even closer
Even though i know its
Not physically possible
We lay there
drinking in each other's
Presence
We move ever so slightly
Our lips touch
His fingers start their
dance across my skin
a hunger grows within
It feels so good
to awaken in your arms
I whisper
I don't want to leave
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