Under the night of pleasure.
Surrounded by the shining moonlit,
Your hand in mine fits.
Memory flashes on a soft surface,
As the wind begins to embrace.
Your skin brushes to mine,
Ultimately love inclines.
Fist crumples these sheets,
Excitingly moves not just in a fleet.
Together our chests pressed,
Your gentle lips slowly caressed.
Endless nights we explore,
Music plays in abstract shore.
Phrases you whispered in a delight whine,
Telling me that you are always mine.
Pushing me out to yell at things.
A nightmare of selfishness,
He came in out of heed.
“Thoughts flying…
Our boat is sinking…
Without a meaning,
Is it still existing?”
Bouncing here and there at the back of my head,
Telling me those nights were seemed dead.
Your hand in mine fits.
Memory flashes on a soft surface,
As the wind begins to embrace.
Your skin brushes to mine,
Ultimately love inclines.
Fist crumples these sheets,
Excitingly moves not just in a fleet.
Together our chests pressed,
Your gentle lips slowly caressed.
Still our love attached in existence,
Building us up inside a fence.
Because when you and I collide,
Shattered pieces healed that love abides.
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