6th Poem.
Exceptional Unshared Feeling
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Captivating,
Your body against mine.
Time slows for this moment,
Your pupils covered,
But still your eyes confronting me.
Your embracing skin-
Binding us.
Your Midas touch,
With a quick swift of a movement.
I’m but your gold.
You make me rich in your abundance,
In awe, I hold onto this moment.
You’ve made me bounteous-
No-more empty.
Plentiful, until you cower like a dog,
Run like a lion,
Then fly like bird.
Your wings still imprinting.
You have but left me,
Escaped.
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