Blue-Green circle with black pupil meets the world outside eyes circle.
Finger tips gently touching your cheek, your lips, smooth so smooth.
Time never moves in that way others experience it.
Looks between us made time stand still.
World between our lips shrinking closer, breath of our own so near now.
Finger tips gently touching your neck, not being aware of the eyes very own radar.
Taste of summer blooming strawberries and vanilla honey cookies fills my mouth, my tongue, taste of your tongue and lips fills me and my proud with lovely fantasies of dreams that could get true.
Heat of the passion that our souls create makes me week, soft, all warm. Hearts pounding, screaming after more. More to eat, more to have...
Breath is heavy, hard, sounding. Eyes gently closed now, never aware of an attack from outside world. Protected by a world that only God creates when two lips meets between.
Hand there so smooth touching gently shoulders of the love one who filled me with lovely smooth taste in me.
We fell down, on the soft bed, lights turned in to candle light, world belonged now to only us, night was here and we filled the darkness outside with a sound that closed both of our eyes in a wonderful dream that was real......
.... this night i was yours, i was inside you......
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