Devotion
Daybreak came creeping across the opened windows rousing us
from slumber; our bodies still entangled from a night of blissful lovemaking,
but the light of the morning’s sun had broken the spell
Your seductive hands
traveled over my body, as it arched in pleasure in remembrance of the night
Murmured, seductive
words of hungered devotion you whispered softly, as our desire for each other
became stronger with every movement of our bodies
How I ached for it to
be real again, for the curtains to shield us from the light, and the music
would play its soft melody, and I would
lie helplessly in your warm embrace, you brushed the tiny strands of hair from
my face
Mornings were truly my
awakening, for it was all a fantasy, a cruel and deliberate hoax the night had
played, and I had been its puppet
A dream made from the
mind of a foolish dreamer, never to be relived; except for in a dream
You took her hand in
marriage, I took his, and the tender words of hungered devotion whispered
softly so long ago, still comfort me
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