Gliding fingertips
softly, across
burgandy frost,
devoting imprints
emerge
from silhouette dreams;
flickering love’s embers to kindle,
flurries of pampered passion
tingling sensations
butterfly
a moment
into sigh,
bestowing my lips memories
to curl with desire
bittersweet barricades of distance
deepens the sadness of reality;
yet tenderness remains,
constant in comfort
remembering
just one sweet kiss
from our
inseparable souls
echoes my heart
to
hope
for someday~



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