A touch,
soft trace upon her skin,
I remember when,
a sweet sensation
eyes inside eyes
while we felt a rise
in a silent melody.
Oh if might
my fingertips
feel the fresh layers of love
when your heart will sense
my own wanting to find
a path
triangles would
cover every aspect of your beauty
soft skin
response
a summer day,
sensuality can only breathe
inside one another’s
private yearn.
 | Yernasia Quorelios on So Many Songs |
 | a quiet man on When Once, You Said |
| a quiet man on When Once, You Said |
| a quiet man on A Quiet Heart |
| a quiet man on Sitting By Time |
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