Had you not let your lips
Brush against mine
Your skin melt into me
Drawing from me an ache to be held
To have you make love to me
Just once
Then I could walk away
And never want you again
Had you not allowed yourself
To become so important
So impossibly necessary to me
Then just once
Would have remained a fantasy
And not the reality
That has taken my heart to you
Valerie Masters
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