It's only you
This place, this moment
Sweat and blood and water
Moans and groans and sighs
Your eyes plead with me
Your heart beats with mine
A splendid time
A Valentine
Christmas and New Years Day in a box
Inside and outside and in between
Electric and alive
The rhythmic thrusts
The cold night air
The rush
Limbs and lips and fingertips
And a parting of your propriety
You're who you want to be
Only when you're with me
-P.Frias
Monday, October 15, 2012
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