I surrender to the caress
Of your lips against mine.
Adding Sunfire to my soul
As you invite me into your reality.
I am in orbit I am a satellite, trapped
Within the web of your unique gravity.
A prisoner of consciousness,
Drifting upon this solar breeze.
And if I should die, at this moment,
Here and now!
I will die content. Knowing,
That I died in your arms.
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