They had just made love Silent on the bed This was their celebration She had her eyes closed Nothing was said They had fulfilled temptation He looked through the curtains He looked at the phone He couldn't be certain if this was his home Satisfied that this was it A rhythmic breath and a gentle grip Satisfied and they were sure They couldn't fulfill each other more
They stroked each other He played with her hair Deep in a warm sedation The legs of his jeans Hung over the chair Love was their meditation She looked at his shoulders She looked at his eyes The look there told her he was satisfied
They laid there apart In another world Deep in a warm sedation As love turned to sleep Their bodies curled Into sweet inspiration They looked at each other They looked at the night Under the covers they were satisfied
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