Once More

I want to trace my fingers, soft and slow,
Across the curves only I truly know,
Where love resides in whispered grace,
In the quiet places, I gently embrace.
Once more, let me hold your warmth so dear,
Where time slips away, and all is clear—
A place untouched by life's hurried pace,
Found only in the softness of our space.
Each line I trace, a story to tell,
Of laughter shared, where our secrets dwell.
In your love's embrace, I find my peace,
A world of comfort, where all worries cease.
So come close, let my heart entwine,
With the love handles that so define
The moments we've woven, hand in hand,
Our own quiet world, soft as sand.