Your lips ,like a tender winter flame
Where my heart yearns to burn
Shy and yet , passionate like a prophet's proclaim and your smile mirroring aphrodite's itself
When those lips met with mine
The child deep within me resurfaced
Fumbling for some words which could define my feeling , but you caught my breath away
So what if we may have to part our ways our love under the street lamp shall exist
Until the end of times and all of days
Pure, ethereal, boundless.......
*aphrodite - greek god of love and beauty