Grand
Magnificent
Splendid
Silence
Shhh…
My love is sleeping
On a bosom so warm
Wrapped into ready arms
That comfort
It is a caramel mix
Of deep wet sand
Caressing bare feet
Tip toe as you walk away
Wake not my love
Who is a pretty tease
Trying to provoke playful charms
Refusing to satisfy any unkindness
I cannot gently pull away
Or separate us into pieces
Slightly becoming at ease
As you quietly fall asleep
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