Wow!
Keeps popping into my mind
Whenever I think of you.
Not too profound?
Sorry. It will have to do.
It covers a lot of awe
And admiration.
Ah.
You feel so good to me.
If you were here now
I would cover you with touches.
Oh!
Works well
To tell how you smell.
I love the youness of you--
The honest odors of ears and mouth
And further south
Like ocean sand.
You smell grand.
Your taste
Fills up my mouth
And leaves no room for words.
Even my eyes can savor your flavors--
A Baskin Robbins man.
Wow! Ah! Oh!
You leave me speechless.
No wonder we communicate so well.
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