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