drunk at midnight

His skin shines so fine,

like a diamond in the sunlight.

So golden and divine,

like the moon shines at midnight.

The hum of his voice,

his steady flow,

it’s beautiful noise.

Does he have even know?

The tapping of his hands,

the strength of his grasp ?

He doesn’t know it yet,

but my heart is in his clasp.

His presence consumes me,

now my heart feels warm.

We build up our debris.

Love in its final form.

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