he ran away from what he knew
and never stopped since then;
full of regret 'bout what he blew
set his new life's main trend.

He turned down true, non-profit love
and never shared a tear;
when she sat trembling on his bed
full of remorse and fear.

He let go of his best allies
neglecting their concern;
he thought they were so full of it,
to point of no return.

now they are joyous ,married men
she is a mum of two;
and all the same he's on the run
chasing his wasted youth.

A snowflake kissed me
Upon my bright cherry cheeks
The softest kisses

Fingers laced,
softness of breath.
Teeth leave marks,
lips take away.

Neck arched,
His kiss feels like a whisper.
Heat radiates
His pulse between her fingers.

The scent of her,
It quickens him.
His grip tightens and
Her toes curl in anticipation.

Trickles of love,
The words can be unspoken.
He dares to taste
enticing his pulse to race.

His hands stay,
Tongue darting.
Her pulse is flying,
Tingling and toxic.

Her space is his heartbeat,
The meetings so many,
Missing his pulse ...
Secretly he is winning.