Passion held back comes in a flush on the face, trembling hands that lead in for a kiss.
A moment still framed in time like a beautiful insect suspended in amber, glistening for an eternity.
Hands gripped, tongues danced like dreams.
Tender bites, perfect in time.
A flicker that passed and is now gone, but I swear I can still taste that first kiss.
I can feel her hands slide over my arms, just as mine cupped around the small of her back.
On her tip toes like a ballerina held in the pose that gods dream of.
Forever suspended in my heart, my own beautiful firefly.
Dancing across dark purple skies of serenity, leading a lost soul back home.
Oct 4, 2014
Oct 4, 2014 at 2:23 PM UTC
Passion held back comes in a flush on the face, trembling hands that lead in for a kiss.
A moment still framed in time like a beautiful insect suspended in amber, glistening for an eternity.
Hands gripped, tongues danced like dreams.
Tender bites, perfect in time.
A flicker that passed and is now gone, but I swear I can still taste that first kiss.
I can feel her hands slide over my arms, just as mine cupped around the small of her back.
On her tip toes like a ballerina held in the pose that gods dream of.
Forever suspended in my heart, my own beautiful firefly.
Dancing across dark purple skies of serenity, leading a lost soul back home.
