A compassion that follows, in the darkness and heat where I cusp my hand to hold your cheeks and dance on the rythm of romance till we grow old. O'lover my every move, my every sensation is an ode to your love that demands you to be near me,with me forever,sharing my air and scattering sacred light that makes me your disciple gone blind in the Godly figure that you bear.
Wednesday, May 23, 2012
Dance of love
A compassion that follows, in the darkness and heat where I cusp my hand to hold your cheeks and dance on the rythm of romance till we grow old. O'lover my every move, my every sensation is an ode to your love that demands you to be near me,with me forever,sharing my air and scattering sacred light that makes me your disciple gone blind in the Godly figure that you bear.
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