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| Sensual Jasmine A warmth settles Over my bed as We settle against Each other, Drifting off to Sleep, Arms and legs Entwined. The scent of Jasmine Emanates from Both of us, Sensual jasmine. We both like it now. It brings the Pixies out to play. I lay against Your back, My arm around Your waist, My face buried In the hollow Between your shoulder And neck. Your hair Runs through my fingers In thick, silky strands, I run it between my Fingers, Sighing against Your neck. My heart settles Comfortably in my chest, Knowing you are Here, Laying beside me, Separated Only by clothes. My breaths come Easily as I Hear the sounds Of you sleeping. Something about this Feeling, Of holding you close, Sleeping next to you, For even a few Moments, Feeds a fire Lit between us, A warmth left By your footsteps As you walk Through my soul. I can feel you, Lighting me From the inside, Giving me back A lost joy. You moan softly In your sleep And stir; You blink awake and Lean forward to Kiss me. Such a gift, A kiss from a Sleeping Beauty! I drift into Sleep As you slip away Again. I see Jasmine blooming In my dreams, A garden we Walk in, Hand in hand, And we knew each other Completely. I drift back, As you shift In your sleep. Surrounded still by the Jasmine, We wake and Kiss again. This time Goodnight. I smell it still Once you�ve gone, Jasmine, Lingering. I close my eyes, Hoping to find That dream place Again, To know you Completely. So I follow your Footprints Through my soul. Searching For the scent of Jasmine. |
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