3 A.M.

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Darkness fills the room,
Glow in the dark patterns,
Stuck on the wall shines.
The cold temperature,
Touches our exposed skin.
In between the sheets,
I feel your warmth.
Our lips in silence,
But our hearts speaking,
Uttering the love language.
Our hands entwined,
While you wrap me in your arms.
Warm kisses on my skin,
Waking up my senses,
Wanting you so badly.
Aching for your love,
Our lips searching,
And when they meet,
We start making love.

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