Making Love

We created love
just with a glance
a spark dancing
between us,
as we, unsure,
watched it fly away.
What would happen
if you held me?
Alone, just us,
pulled me close
and discovered
how I feel
against you, under you,
soft and plush and
wrapped around you?
What love would be
made, then?

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