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Yes I'm intense
My mind fuelled with desire
Natural ecstasy
Holding back
my tongue, my thoughts, my thumbs
All we will do together
A picnic on a summers day
With the tickle of grass under bare feet
The sweet taste of berries on our lips
Watching the pirouette of ballerinas
Under golden gilded ceilings
The limelight dimmed
Crunching autumn leaves
Collecting conkers
In a park that holds our peace
A moonlit walk, hand in hand
The twinkle of my eyes in yours
Your cheek gently grazed by my lips
A four poster bed
My toes playfully on yours
Under crisp cotton sheets
A homely kitchen
Scented with the warmth of freshly baked bread
Kneaded together
A bird feeder swinging in the breeze
Of a garden where we watch
Our little feathered friends
Sandy white beaches
Where we lay and read poetry
To one another
Rich red mud that we
Push and pull, craft and mould
Into sculptures
A lovingly worn deck of cards
Sitting on a coffee table
Days of play and drinking herbal tea
Two yoga mats side by side
From mornings spent chanting,
Breathing, moving, in unison
Patches of green leaves, root vegetables
From where we are nourished
Season to season
Welly boots clad
with old leaves and twigs
From sacred forest walks
Yes I'm intense
Which is why I won't tell you
All we will do together