touch

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I am not sure
what I love
more –
you
or the fact
that maybe
that maybe one day
when the stars align
when the angels plead
you will come
and sit beside me

you’ll sit
till words cease to flutter
from our lips
till the silence
quietly slides
nudging you gently
to lie next to me
and we’ll watch
the clouds float by
hear the leaves gently rustle
to the songs of existence
in the warm summer sky

you’ll lie down
and you’ll teach me
what love is
all over again
till the stars fade
and the sun rises
with every sunset
every glowing sunrise
you’ll show me
the divinity
in your embrace
the devouring memory
in your touch
reminding me of home
just like you did
just like you did

as the summer flowers
spring blossoms
and autumn rains
we’ll seize moments
to gaze into the Eternal
to our heart’s content
slip into our space
tending to ineffable treasures
that lie hidden
underneath

there we will lie
for timeless decades to come
feeding our souls
confounded by love
comforting our hearts
trembling with delight

…..

photography by Mariko Evans from one of my top favourite blogs : http://myworldonmute.com

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the light
in your eyes

the magic
in your kisses

cradles me
through the day

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subtle stirring

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your whispers
gently explode
beneath my skin

your charm
softly clings
hunting me down

move your lips
flutter in my eyes

between my breath
and your touch

feel

a paradise
being born

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swept away

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my being
see how it aches
to feel your touch

your scent
how it lingers
to bring me back to you

your love
see how it flows
taking over –
all that is
all that ever has been
….

art by Craig Gourley

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te amo

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nostalgic tune,
love sublime
certain madness,
moments without time

fluttering spirit,
trembling zeal
piercing glance,
igniting a flame within

soft skin,
gentle strokes
warmth of touch,
swaying souls

awashed,
in turning of tide
flood of sweet sensations,
trickling nearby

heavenly bosom,
angel eyes
enticing madness,
under the midnight sky

a night
to remember

a dance
with a stranger

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