Passionessence: Sultry Attraction

Hidden away,
Deepest of thought,
Emotions swell,
Upon us tonight:

I pray thee,
Oh lover of mine,
That you be not so hesitant,
Even, not so hesitant tonight;
For in the amber glow of candles,
Your eyes shine upon me,
And I am honored to be called,
Your lover, my love;
You reach out your hand,
From a glass of wine,
And without words,
We communicate alone now;
Storms rage outside,
All is but tranquility between us,
As thunder rocks, lightning flashes,
But even through storms stayed we together;
Bringing you close to me,
We dance to the music of our hearts,
Slowly, slowly,
Your body becoming weaker to my touch;
You becoming my temptation,
Lead me by your hand on a journey,
For the night is long,
And we are within the lovers' realm;
"Follow me gently," you whisper,
And I know your voice will lure me,
As it always has, love,
Beyond the stairway;
Echoes of the hallway above,
Sing songs of romance in our ears,
My Vissionessent eyes trail your feet,
Your precious footsteps ahead of me;
For we have arrived,
In your chambers, and I am shaken,
Yes, love, I the romantic, am indeed nervous,
Forgive me of my...weakness;
Your eyes are enough to justify me,
A simple kiss brings me in your grace,
For now shall I honor you with my body,
As you have chosen to honor me with yours;

Warm, together alone,
While raging waters of a storm roar on,
I hold you closer to me,
Your bare beauty but at its radiant height;
"Not until the time, love," you whisper to me,
And I kiss you for it,
Knowing what shall surpass at the strike of 12,
Is your greatest gift to me, ever;
I awaken after the instinct,
Sunlight pouring through soft curtains,
And she is there, awake,
Staring at me;
I smile at her once again, "Morning, love,"
But she shakes her head no,
"Happy Valentine's Day," she corrects me;
"Aye; Happy Valentine's Day," I repeat,
In my mind, I prepare to explain,
That her gifts are hidden,
I must go to get them and present to her;
Her hand touches my cheek,
"Aye, but you've already given me the best gift ever,"
She whispers to me, my mind in her thoughts,
And I knew what two gifts she meant;
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