Ai Ai

Mon, 05/06/2013 - 13:38 -- torig3

Ai
The warmth of our embrace
Soft lips
Smooth skin
Woven together
Sparks to fireworks
Whispering sweet nothing in my ear
following the rhythm of the beat
Inflaming the heat
Touching my dark heart
Pulling back
Trying not to drown in the mass of he's sea
waiting for someone who really loves me
Who amores my Eris
Thinks of me as Aphrodite
And respect the Artemis in me
Holding my inky heart
The sky colored eyes
Night hair
And light complexion
Stare at me
noticing the distance
A tweak of a smile
And soft becomes rough with
Passionate Affection
The flames burn
machines working in perfect harmony
Clutching my Moor heart
Sky meets Earth
As fireworks burst
One last kiss to clam the sensation
And fade the music
Sweet nothing to Beauitful something
Hand and hand
Knowing now that he
Ai

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