I want to kiss you in dark places
and watch your face alight.
I want to feel you in embraces –
you are my delight.

I hunger for the sight
of all those secret faces
that you hide within the night.

I’m tired of the chases;
they’re so cliché and trite.
I’m enthralled by all your graces.
You are my delight.

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