i feel the look in your eyes piecring the thought of my heart and your touch caressing my whole soul in the sweetest embrace of your hug i feel our hearts beat as one passion flow through each kiss and tendrness fills our hearts deep inside with in our love is where we come alive you are the life and love inside me my every thought my every dream i crawl inside safe and calm in to the arms of my one true love
Beatiful. I used to know what that felt like, but I just don't know anymore. I like the idea of 'caressing my soul'. That really is true love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the difference between a passionate kiss and a spider? they both end up undoing the fly :)