Destined to depart, time slipping
away,
Nearly half past nine, but I urged
your delay.
And you stayed, captivated by my
words' sway,
A sacred bond revealed, in actions
gentle, they say.
Oh, we embraced this sweet,
romantic spell,
Beyond the realms of time and space,
we dwell.
In that fleeting instant, as you
softly spoke,
I felt your tender touch, innocence
evoked.
“A kiss upon the forehead, a
cherished treasure,”
Unveiling depths of passion, a stroke
of love beyond measure
Those soft, wet lips, conveyed
desires that words cannot expound
Fanning the flames of our deepest,
truest desire, for maybe the love to remember.
But boy, is it “love” or is the
passion that wants a fusion of souls
Unveiling depths of delicate union,
a shelter from the storm
Anyways, your sudden kiss on my
forehead felt anything but “mine”
A symbol of trust, of safety and
care, a tenderness of affection that I will forever endure.
- May 21, 2023
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