The soul has much to say
Of all the things she said...
The fruition
of dreams
Sweltering
night
July in
rare form
The world
belongs to us
Weighted
breath
River of life
flowing
at a feverish
pace
Every drop
of her body
crashes against
mine
Waves
of surrender
Reality
taking a bite
out of
fantasy
Rocking
rolling
Twisting
melding
Devouring
absorbing
Taking her
to heights
never
known
She
gasps
I grow
stronger
She
shudders
I cradle
sweetness
Her embrace
Like death would
consume her
if she'd
let go
Soft tears
Perfect rain
Reflex
inquiry
Angelic
reply
I love you
descends
from her
lips
on the wings
of a whisper
My universe
now unbound
She's my
first love
*Thank you, Beautiful, for allowing me to share this*
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Of all the things she said...
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