Soft and supple,
Rosy pink lips dance across my face.
This peace and sincerity so naturally
comes.
I didn't think this was possible,
To feel my muscles relax,
Just at the touch of your fingertips.
I thought I knew what gentle was,
But not until you showed me for sure.
Tears fall down my face, but
not for sadness,
but for absolute paradise.
And I will hold you for as long as I can,
In the fold of these hands,
To keep you safe, like you have
Since the day I met you.
Nov 2, 2015
Nov 2, 2015 at 8:50 PM UTC
Soft and supple,
Rosy pink lips dance across my face.
This peace and sincerity so naturally
comes.
I didn't think this was possible,
To feel my muscles relax,
Just at the touch of your fingertips.
I thought I knew what gentle was,
But not until you showed me for sure.
Tears fall down my face, but
not for sadness,
but for absolute paradise.
And I will hold you for as long as I can,
In the fold of these hands,
To keep you safe, like you have
Since the day I met you.
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