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
PoeDes©
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