yes the gone sunset was special*
With a setting sunset.
Your breezed florescence stucked me.
Pardon this, but made me more closer .
That closeness ,when heart sounds were at their peak.
When those untold touch , sentenced with sensation.
Those backfoots, taking on a lil sweat with a grabbled waist goes with cuddled fingers . Yes the gone sunset was special.
When the closeness was not measured in numbers , when those eyes were searching for more . Their begins the want of love with the hate of lust .
The night itself don't want to sleep , when the couch itself don't want to rest. Everything with everyone in the room demanded me for more .
When on a simple neck kiss , she showered a heavy breath , on cuddling with hairs you shy on her sweetful lip taste . Yes the gone sunset was special.
the laughed cuddling was just fun ,when the strips just got untidy with a want , with this the sin was flourishing itself to come up to shower.
Yes the sunset was special.
The night was not going to sleep anymore. , The couch was not demanding of the rest . When being off clothes was not a shame, coz the two sins with a blushed darker night was covering the two . The closed room flooded with love, laughs and dreams for each other .
Yes the gone sunset was special