Forever was never till now,
The beauty of her kiss floated
As the petals of a (springing) flower
toward my face
And, obscurely taken back by the
Silent solidarity of (a pair of)
Mused bodies forming an
atmosphere of its own;
I slipped deeply into realms of our company
Feb 19, 2015
Feb 19, 2015 at 10:15 AM UTC
Forever was never till now,
The beauty of her kiss floated
As the petals of a (springing) flower
toward my face
And, obscurely taken back by the
Silent solidarity of (a pair of)
Mused bodies forming an
atmosphere of its own;
I slipped deeply into realms of our company
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