Love the touch of
Your body, beating
Under mine
How your eyes scream
An ****** song, of
Love and ligth
Petal by petal, one by
One kissed and
Treasured
In your soul, im
United to you, in
An awakening
Beware of the darks
Looking to ruin your
LIGTH
And feeding of it
Triying to make you
Sleep again
In one nigth your essence
Enter me, mi ligth became
Yours
And complete you
As a woman, fertil,
Desired every hour, every
Minute, every second
The feeling of you complete
Shinning of placer, cuddles
Mi nigths
You are wath was not asked
A treasure of fate, mi
Placer to drink of you
Kissing your body, and
Loving it violently, with
Strength and devotion
While your eyes, scream
of desire, and passion
corresponded
Your soul shines, under
Mi claws of cat, and with your
scent, now in heat.
Sensual echoes of your
skin, covering mine,
vibrating between the blind
Awakened soul, vibrating
In peace, you became free
Guard our ligth, because
Is only ours, and mind those
Darks
Of your devoted heart ,
now i live there, mi ligth
Nest between your
fertil *******, the loved
Ones
And the fertil touch, of
Your body became
everithyng, in just
one nigth
Youre everithyng,
The ligth and peace
In front of darkness
and the storm
Pore by pore, your skin
Is adored, your heart and
Desires, goes with me, as part
of mi ligth
And in your adored thighs,
The path to my truth
Poems are more personal than
a letter, cause youre evoqued
Even more, your eyes and the ligth of your body, of your soul
In mi feline claws, youre
the goddess, that holds
the leeche, calming me, and if neccesarie give me peace
Beyond desire, cause thats slavery,
Wath you provoque, in me, makes
appears the ligth
In search of evoquing ligth, you
The MUDRA sacred femmale, are
Loved and respected.
And in your arms, and by
your side, peace comes, and
we became one
You have to lose some to win some and finding That, giving us peace,
that moment In witch youre life,
ligth, and truth, loved truth
Between your eyes of honey,
And in your hair, theres a part
Of me
Youre that scream, and
The soft whiesper in the
Lovers ears
inside of me, as a union,
And in that union, and in this
eyes, theres a DIVINE image, as the peak Moment, in witch peace sorround you, and you became part of another person, youre the complete, loved, satisfied, fertil and free.
Not finished, like love, poetry is a work in progress, and a way to say, youre a very, very thinked person, beautiful friend.