At night I lay in my bed
but my body is on fire,
you consume my every thought,
engulf me with desire.
I know your voice, deep and soft
I feel it low and strong.
It whispers at me in the night,
it calls me out at dawn.
I love your hands and your long arms;
strong, safe, and gently rough.
Arms which barricade the world,
hands with expert touch.
I need the way that you love me.
all heart, body and soul.
At my side the man I love,
proud to make me whole.
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