Our love is a riot,
an uphill battle we’d do well
to fight off the demons of doubt.
Your slender frame
tucked in my muscular arms
relax your nerves through a soft sigh.
Our authentic love keeps you safe at night;
you say as much when you moan in a steamy dream.
The completeness of our embrace defuses the secret attack
of the loneliness we’d bottled up like a landmine.
(© 2022 AC)
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