Always Time

warm eyes

red wine

thoughts

and poetry

hands touching

glowing faces

by a fire

the delicate scent

of floral perfume

melting into

silky skin

the feel of fingers

kneading tensed muscles

easing pain

dissolving every worry

with lavendar oils

and loving sighs

caressing

escaping

into a deep place

where only lovers

can go

just one more night

at home…

for that, there is always time,

but with me you will never know.

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