Your Only Love
Your touch like a soft breeze
blowing across my skin.
Sending a sweet sick feeling
of fear through my soul.
My heart cries out to you
desperate to know that it belongs.
Drowning in the terror of rejection
that it is not the one.
A body starving for your affection,
longing for the feel of your hand.
But always scared of reaching out,
afraid of how it will end.
This new love we have found
fills me with hope and fear.
It occupies my every thought
not just when you are near.
In every part of my being,
the deepest depths of my soul.
I will always need to belong to you,
to be your only love.
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