because of you, i want to kiss you passionately

your silk touch
your dew soft kisses
whispering ‘I love you’ –
                      melting down to your will.

clouds of my imagination,
touching you;
loving you;
so surreal I feel your pulses on my bear skin.

sometimes the little things are the most powerful. Not easy to be honest, standing bear with emotions, vaulted for so many years. Need to escape and share with you, remembering little things, the white dress waving in the ocean breeze, shy blue eyes telling me ‘I feel the same’…
shivering crazy at the first touch, trying to breathe calmly, heart exploding, your lips touching mine, melting away as my heart froze….
always patiently waiting for your goodbye, hoping you would stay an extra second…
endlessly wondering, ending a short story, but it add up to an unwritten love story as the dry ink in my pen reflects the lost tears on the empty pages…

…drowning in the sorrow of yesterday, its best to stand on the shore and wait to see if the drowning tears will survive the rip tide...

...fighting the tears of the rip, eyes wide open on the shore-line, muscles aching, burning away the immense heartache with every stroke… every stroke 2 to short… fading eyes shut to see the white dress Lighthouse waving the course…

…starlight beauty so intensely breath-taking, tearing swells having its way,
        focus-breathe-stroke… focus-breathe-stroke...
the ocean small world getting smaller and smaller,
        focus-breathe-stroke… focus-breathe-stroke…
feeling the sand on my skin, every cell burning numb, this was not your dream but you have always believe in me, let’s go home.