From the fog,
Marcus rushed home from work.
She excited him.
Marcus stayed awake.
He anticipated her,
And her dress sparkled.
They got up to dance.
Both their pulses were speeding.
They ran up the stairs.
Under the covers,
They could feel each other's skin.
And they smelled so sweet.
They shed tears of love.
They shed tears of joy.
Stress melted.
They took some deep breaths.
They lost themselves in each other,
Lost in their own love.
After touching lips,
They sang each other to sleep,
Lost in their own love.
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Lost In Their Own Love
PoetryInspiration came from James Barbour and Morgan James' version of the song "I Will Be There" from James' CD "Bring Me Giants."