Everything Dies, Except Lovemature
Just a little after four in the morning
I am cradled in your embrace
The sheet cool as silk against the bareness
Reflecting on what has happened
Nothing seemed possible to accomplish
Now in a deeper trust I can let my aching body cease
Slumber covered him, but even still I can feel waves of passion
I never meant to be burned again
But this fiery burn I have now, I can get used to
I want him to realize one thing:
I’ll be there in the morning
With a smile on my lips after touching his
To start it all again
Although silence is in my ears
I still echo the hushes of his breath
I turn over to face his deep rest
His lips still grazed on my arm
The musk of his skin and hair tingled and shivered me
I felt reassured
Confident this time nothing would harm me
Not with him being my shield




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