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You do not ask for very much - your wants are very few;
and I am reminded of love each time I look at you.
You need not speak a word of our love and all its glory.
When I look into your face, your eyes tell me the story.

Your eyes express all the things that only a heart can say;
and when they cry, then smile again, they chase the clouds away.
In every fleeting glance I find your new-found faith in me,
suggesting riches, beyond gold, that only I can see.

You submit to me, heart and soul, your all is meant for me.
You beg me tie you to the bed, sweet bed of ecstasy.
I gently take the silken cords and kiss you with my eyes.
I tie you tightly to the bed and lick you on your thighs.

You smile at me, that succulent smile, I always adore;
and behind your gaze I read your mind begging me for more.
My tender eyes of purest blue pierce you to the heart,
gather you into my soul as I spread your thighs apart.

A responsive moan escapes your lips, dancing to my ear;
and all the things you're longing for, your body makes them clear.
I wrap my thighs around your waist and straddle you with smiles,
leaning forward, enticing you with sweet, seductive wiles.

I suck upon your nipples and then tweak them with my thumb;
then with a piece of ice in mouth, I suck them till they're numb.
You thrust yourself against me, up against my melting spot.
Yet, still I move more slowly, and I know that you are hot.

Breathless, afire, stupefied, you twist in ecstatic joy.
My fingers play you like a harp or some beloved toy.
I taste the salt of your song, your hard and arduous tip
and take you slowly into my mouth like a straw to lip.

I watch you as you close your eyes, unwilling to let go.
I move up and down, then with my tongue, circle nice and slow.
You press against the back of my throat, ready to explode.
I will not let you cum like that and waste that precious load.

I lift myself upon you, pressing down, and moaning hard;
then leaning back, I forget myself, letting down my guard.
Running in and out of me and unlocking all the doors,
you own a deeper part of me; and all I am is yours.

You touch me like no other has; and with you, I'm made free.
No other knows me like you do, no other holds the key.
Swooning over your body and falling through time and space,
I lose myself, surrendering, unconscious of my place.

You touch so deep inside of me, relinquish to the heat.
We merge as one, submit as one, two hearts are now complete.
To look at you, I see myself, a joy I've never known.
All you give is the love I give - a love to call my own.

And when I look into your eyes, salvation is at hand.
With just the way you look at me, I know you understand.
I hope that when you look at me that you too realize -
all I am is wrapped in you, in the wonder of your eyes.

by Linda Marie Van Tassell
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