Meet Me In Morocco

Meet Me In Morocco

Meet me in Morocco.

Greet me with a kiss.

Tell me that you love me.

And how much I’ve been missed.

I remember it all so clearly.

Those times together in the city by the sea.

The way that it felt to hold you.

The long hours that we spent living in our dreams.

Meet me in Morocco.

We’ll sit together and pretend.

That the romance of our lifetime.

Never had to end.

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Hold Me

Hold Me.

I want to feel the outside world melt away.

I need to feel your arms around me.

Your body against mine.

Hold Me.

I want to feel my heart soar.

My worries disappear.

My temperature as it rises.

Hold me.

I need to feel your breath on my neck.

Your heartbeat against mine.

The touch of your masculinity as it makes my heart race and my mind hazy.

All becomes

quiet,

calm,

and

deliciously sexy

when

you

hold

me.

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Contentment Sat By My Bedside

Contentment sat by my bedside.

She kept me company last night.

She brought Happiness and Hope with her.

I have to admit that the two are a beautiful sight.

Twins that she proudly fawns over.

We chatted as we watched them play.

We listened closely to their stories.

Until exhaustion coaxed them into slumber.

Excited about events from the day.

Contentment sat by my bedside.

As I slept quietly throughout the night.

They left not too long after breakfast.

My heart felt heavier at the loss.

I was grateful for our time.

Contentment sat by my bedside.

Gently reminding me.

Dark days might not be completely over.

There must always be a beginning to each and every new thing.