The desires of an alluring heart,
Never ceased to dream,
Your lips on mine like an infused libium of flowery seam,
And those eyes though looked strangely calm,
Yet love screamed through the unruly teardrops,
breaking every qualm.
I gently parted away from our winding embrace,
To kiss your tendered eyes,
To held that teary sight,
But those hands pulled me back to a passionate amorous skite,
And the imperious trembling sighs,
morphed into some sensuous sight.
Your fragrance was making me deliriously inane,
And our tongues locked like shining gleam,
The copious slobber spreading over our face,
and we imploded with nothing in between.
There was silence, but in disguise
And darkness couldn’t conceal a thing,
For our throbbing hearts,
were narrating gently,
every part of our yearnings.
There was filthiness yet it was not obscene,
There was hunger yet lustiness was unseen,
We held each other closely,
bonded like the meridian spiraling the circle of trust,
And we surrendered our souls
floating to oblivion,
as time came to a grinding halt.
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