With glowing skin

I can promise for I have seen

That the brightest star is not in the sky

Though it burns like fire all day

And stretches out like sunset clouds

On your neck and chest

It ignites in me

A warmth I've never felt before

In a season I've never seen before

And lingers in my eyes

Much to my own delight

Like a warm breath breathed out over a cold lake

Waiting I bask in your wake

And in wakfulness feeling short as a night

I love the way your cool hands feel

And the way you glow inside

Saria

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