Wednesday, November 13, 2013

PERSONAL/LOVE LETTER: IMAGINE MY SOFT PRECIOUS KISS

Smile, and imagine my soft precious kiss upon your lips.Our bodies burning and aching with desire and love. Feeling, breathing, craving, and so sure of it all. Heaven found in a momentary glance into shining eyes. Opened windows to the soul and our dreams An unplanned touch from my roaming fingers Caressing gently the nape of your neck.Slowly running though your hair
Our hearts racing through time.While our memories try to slow it down Every touch, scent, smile, sound, taste, and feeling.Never wanting it to end Like the undying love for you within in my heart. My soul, my life, and my dream come true

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