The wonder of it all, for me.

She rolls over and smiles,
and my heart pounds a little bit louder.
She leans her lips toward me,
and the kiss is so soft
I instantly want another one
just so I know I’m not dreaming.
She kisses me again,
with more urgency, harder,
and still I wonder, Am I awake yet?
This goddess chooses to love me,
and yet she doesn’t get it,
I’m certain she doesn’t get it –
the how,
the why,
the wonder of it all,
for me.

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