Sweet Bliss

His love always sincere; his love always precious
How much I love him in return; how much I love him
Too much to bear
How he says my name; how his breathe caresses my skin
His warmth gives me passion
His touch ignites it
His lips breeze over my skin
Sweet butterfly kisses make me melt
He never takes what other men can’t resist
For that I’m his
Sweet bliss.

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