Wednesday, March 19, 2014

LOVE LETTER: DEAR SOULMATE

Dear Soulmate

Two lips meeting one another in the stream. Exchanging words no one could ever interpret.They are wet and dry, depending on how they feel. So is the encounter of your lips with mine. We start a new day with a passionate kiss.Your lips embracing mine with love in our hearts.Mouth to mouth...your tongue caressing mine. Holding one another like a magnet. The kiss of love we'll never resist like the kiss of Angel, a heavenly bliss. Morning and night our lips never miss...a priceless kiss that makes our hearts freeze. A kiss we have is not a stolen kiss. A precious gift that God planted on our lips. Our first kiss, a memorable one indeed. Although I sneezed...it's a summer breeze. When we kiss, we also like to breathe. A burning sensation we always feel within. From mouth to mouth we resuscitate lost feelings. Through our lips we make love reign supreme. Our kiss is everywhere our lips fit. Kiss of love...touching wherever it wishes. Till eternity will the world watch the scene as we celebrate our love with a holy kiss.When I look at you  I smile inwardly and the warmth touches  my soul in a sizzling welcome of love, infinite --in its depths, its joy. When I look at you, I rejoice and the joyful feeling sends waves of love surging through my body in a rapturous welcoming of our being in love's ecstasy -- endlessly.

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