It started with a kiss
Its something I will miss
Later when I am gone
From this room that granted my wish
With each taste I begin to really exist
It happen rapidly and unexpected
I always wonder if you really meant it.
Yet when your breath sinks into my skin.
I forget about the deadly sins.
Passion begins to consume me and it always wins.
It seems like our touch controls our minds
My finger tips send electricity down your spine
Your gasps tells me that your all mine.
As we get more deep into the endless passage of time
We look into each others eyes to see if we were fine.
Just to see that it was love that we were trying to find.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem