As You grow Older
By summersrain2
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As you grow older may our
liquors merge slowly--
and my navel be the rounded
goblet you drink from
~
May you return often and
drink from me and quench
your thirst from the wet
of my lips
~
As you grow older may my
words touch the beauty
of your naked soul
and I, your forever
beloved sensation
~
May I always mold to
you; gentler than any
cloud has ever drifted
across a starlit sky
~
As you grow older may you
age like red wine and honey
and may the taste of you burn my
mouth with it's sweetness
~
May I always lay my head
in that special spot
on your chest
beneath your chin where
I fit so well.
~
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