My Gifts to You

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My Gifts

My gifts to you cannot be exchanged
Once bestowed, these can’t be returned
I give to you my first thought every morning
My genuine friendship, even if we part
The blooming roses in my garden, these freshly cut
The fragrance of my essence; a honey comb dripping honey

I give you the curve of my breast; its summit taut
The slope of my buttock, for you to rest your hand upon
A respite from the cold, as I envelop you in silken wraps
I cannot give you my soul, but a space in the chamber of my heart
I give you my sweet kisses, rained like blessings from above…
Soft, like raindrops on the lawn

I give you an endless day, when time stands still in a fog of lust,
And night evanesces into light
I give you endless minutes, saturated with you in mind
And the spontaneous smiles, and laughs which I cannot hide
I give you an ever growing admiration, for the man that you are
I give you a cry of ecstasy, proclamation of the irrevocable surrender to your charms




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