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Much More Than Passion Spent.

Updated on October 17, 2009

Much More

Than Passion Spent.


To lie in the stillness

of the night,

and simply share

each others breath,

in a close and scented proximity,

savoring the peace in  just

knowing that he or she's there.

Spooned together

while you're dreaming,

warm as toast above the springs,

interlocked much like a puzzle,

back to front and butt to groin.

To hear the whisper of good morning,

the loving kiss that means goodnight,

while the moon is softly beaming,

radiant light on two snugged tight.

Beds are lonely when they're empty,

on one side, that gap is massive,

balance comes when two are sharing,

dreams and blankets, love that's passive.

It's not all about the joining,

of his flesh to hers, there's more,

that keeps life from dissapointing,

precious moments I adore.

Spend some time

just in her presence,

making small talk,

sharing things,

back rubs, laughter,

daily memories,

are also joys

intimacy brings.


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    • itakins profile image

      itakins 8 years ago from Irl

      You said it.I love it.

    • Randy Behavior profile image

      Randy Behavior 8 years ago from Near the Ocean

      Underneath the gravy is the meat. Eh?