As your lips brush mine, my heart races
like a white palomino on a distant shore,
whilst your touch is as soft as the petals
of a deep yellow primrose.
Your words are as beautiful
as a woodland lakeside waterfall
falling into the deepest pool of my heart.
Your caress Shrouds me like a silk blanket
close to my naked frame
clinging gently but passionately.
Your love is like the celestial spirit
watching over and protecting me as you
serenade me my darling with your heart.
What beautiful music we make together.
Author notes
For Ian.... I love You xxxxxxxx
A contest entry
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Ah..I can hear this eternal music which is indeed a soothing and also melodious one..you have portrayed the love so beautifully..well done...
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