
Your arms, your grasp,
Your breath at my ear,
Your beard on my neck,
Your lips and tongue sear.
My mind, my heart,
My tears wet my pillow,
My body defies me,
My breath becomes shallow.
Your fingers, your rhythm,
Your touch is so knowing
Your desire interupts me,
Your love just keeps growing.
My mouth, my core,
My lust is so sinful,
My thoughts disappearing,
My hope wonderful.
Your eyes, your soul,
Your whispered delight,
Your true love making,
Your satisfaction, so right.
My arms, my grasp,
My forced restitution,
My will bent to you,
My only solution.
Your final, your forever,
Your only wish granted,
Your rediscovered love,
Your life, enchanted.
My magic, my fate,
My truth to be slanted,
My growth to be known,
My life, enchanted.
Our dreams, or infinity,
Our world replanted,
Our sweet, simple everything,
Our life. Enchanted.
Such enchanting words… Truly.
xox
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Reblogged this on Grey Matters Tales of a Proper Villain and commented:
Just beautiful.
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Beautiful words Mel. That place where we collide and become one.
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Absolutely charming!
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So beautiful.
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Your words danced so beautifully. Thank you for that.
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Beautiful words
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HATFM
Magical cara’Mel, love this.
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