Non-Erotic PoetryDarknessDarkness
The darkness enfolds me
As I sit in the quietness of my room.
The darkness is comforting
And memory producing.
I remember other dark nights
When I've lain by your side
And enjoyed the nearness of you.
In the darkness I heard your laughter
As you rolled onto your side,
Enfolding me in your arms,
Much as the darkness enfolds me now,
So lovingly and quietly.
In the darkness we made wild, passionate love
Unmindful of box spring squeaks.
Come love me now, my darling,
In the darkness of my room.
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