Be Still
The darkness does settle upon me now
With light touches upon skin I do awake
Feel my body begin to quake
Touches so soft fingernails they trace
My heart does quicken its pace
Butterflies flutter and begin to build
With all my fantasies to be fulfilled
I try to touch you and reciprocate this thrill
Whisper to me ‘you are mine, be still‘
© Chris Chonos
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