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Bustello
...it's
your favorite
and it's
alright with me...
there's plenty room for two
although, i flood my blood with tea
you worship the bitter brew
of coffee
and you like it supersweet
i like your spirit
...the fire and your touch
everything you do, skill and class
affecting me, much too much
not to be...
so talented by force of will and nature
any point within your grasp...
is in a place ...i want to be
all you need do is ask
i will find a way, to get there
for your beauty is legendary to me
just as i've always wished, hoped
...dreamed and prayed it'd be
your emotions tides,
make something from the depths
within me rise ...to meet you
with the stars in the skies
never more bright to me
than reflections in your eyes
greet me, in ways simply
extraordinary
and within
some parts of me
stroll alongside some of yours
and the mists of memory, call gently
in a whisper, prayer, song...
in a calling to you,
your heartbeat rhythm
racing, to match my own
until the dawn breaks
our lovemaking
still strong
creative symphonies
reaching crescendos, on and on
like breaking waves on distant shores
endlessly repeating passion
in changing patterns
expressed so many ways
it's frightful, but oh...
it's so delightful
to experience
this joy...
till early morn
and after dawn,
when we arise,
before the morning dew
evaporates
with things to do
before we leave ...the road we're on
i hold you close
and kiss your head, your lips
...your eyelids
and before you know it
just as you wish
...the fresh coffee
is on
(and so... are we)
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