Dear Lover
My heart is still restless from the first kiss
One with feelings
One where you not only kiss my lips
But my eyes
My nose
My face
My heart is still restless from getting to feel you
All over me
As always, towering above me
Like something warm and steady
My heart is still restless from holding your hands
For finally being in contact with you
I lack courage to muster these words
No courage to permit them to leave my lips
Taste the sweet words passing my tounge
You are much loved, lover.
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