Your love is a lake,
placid and deep,
kissed by the sun,
caressed by mother night,
the warmth of your healing waters,
washes over me,
envelops me in a cocoon
of languid desire
Your waters part willingly,
in sweet surrender,
you anticipate my need,
move effortlessly to my will,
I plunge deeply into your bosom,
gentle lake, loving lake,
and my love flows into yours .
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