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Surrendered to your fond embrace,

Sweet willing victim of your grace,

There find I all the peace of rest,

Held tight against your perfect breast.

My mind is calmed as you breathe,

My dreams made real as you I see.

Though not, in layman's terms, asleep,

With you my waking feels as deep.

Our motion abed seems in tune,

Turning and clasping, sighing as one,

This way to stay 'till well past noon,

For nothing else could be as fun.



Never falter, ever true,

My waking heart finds peace with you.