I let myself fall
into the grace of our desire,
the fleeting air of mouths reaching
for the most delicate of sensations,
the tingling of nerves unleashed,
falling,
floating,
parting time
with energy to travel through a moment
where resides an eternity.
Mar 25, 2014
Mar 25, 2014 at 7:51 AM UTC
I let myself fall
into the grace of our desire,
the fleeting air of mouths reaching
for the most delicate of sensations,
the tingling of nerves unleashed,
falling,
floating,
parting time
with energy to travel through a moment
where resides an eternity.
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