When you touch me
my joy loses it's voice
but comes out in sighs and happy cries
the blood beneath my skin
stops to savour your touch
and dances like a whirling sufi
under your starry skies
when my eyes meet yours
our hearts beats in rhythmic waves
like a melody that i crave
each vein of mine vibrates
like a harp string
pumping blood music
which makes me sing.
May 29, 2014
May 29, 2014 at 12:49 PM UTC
When you touch me
my joy loses it's voice
but comes out in sighs and happy cries
the blood beneath my skin
stops to savour your touch
and dances like a whirling sufi
under your starry skies
when my eyes meet yours
our hearts beats in rhythmic waves
like a melody that i crave
each vein of mine vibrates
like a harp string
pumping blood music
which makes me sing.
#love #reunion #romanticism #obsession
