Saturday, January 21, 2012

The summer afternoon.

As i laid down next to her,
Our sweats mixed, smelling musky.

The sun outside was oblivious
of this passion of youth.

Feeling her from the inside out.
blood, flesh, bone and those curls.

tasting her flesh, smelling her smell
gliding through her curves,

And when i looked into those eyes.
Surrender , almost a glimpse of it.

Hungry like two beasts, yet gentle,
we were like lost in finding one another

just wanting to be touched,
Just wanting to be loved.

But more than anything, oh life.
I just wish you understood.

It was about living.

When this dream will end, a part of me will die.
I shall leave it behind with you, keep it or bury it.

This mid summer afternoon.

1 comment:

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