At the start, there were two hearts beating;
and as our tears soaked into our skin,
our souls started bleeding.

Truth covered our bodies,
emotion covered our stare.
Our clothes started slipping off,
until there was nothing but hair.

Looking into eyes, our thoughts intertwined.
It is only when you kissed my lips,
that our minds were realigned.

We were not perfect,
that our bodies could prove;
every oddly placed freckle,
every irregular groove.

For every mark upon our skin,
a drop of soul more soaked in;
every curve and every crevice,
every blemish and every sin.

We were human and in love,
once our souls had stopped seeping;
and what was once two,
became just one heart beating.