September 17, 2011

Tête-à-Tête



Soft as the petal of a rose

pliant as a feathers touch

your hands run down my back

stroking me gently

I turn to find myself in your arms

tête a tête

kissing softly

looking deep in to our eyes

drowning in their pool

we are close

as close as we have ever been

will this love lead us

strengthen us

reveal to us

an everlasting freedom

shall this love never be forlorn

in to yesterday

let it revive each day

like the blossoms of flowers

who peek in to the first sun rays

of every new day

each day I would die a little more

if this love would be lost

until I would wither away

like a flower that grows just a season

look into my eyes as you do

and tell me that we have reason

to be season'd by this love

let it not be a storm that passes by

let it be the magnet that pulls us

the chain that holds us

the vulcano that erupts

each time we touch

this love has found us

lets hold it

treasure it

make it last

Armour's arrow striked

blessed us to be lovers

oh let me kiss you again

let me feel you again

lets make love again

for you and me have joy

just let it be

until eternity

tête à tête


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