In your eyes my sweet love, the crimson twilight looms a delightful night, your lips — taste so bright, effulgence, in your delicate moves and I trace every step you take, in each — your poise; silhouette of your curvy shape through transparent fabric burns me, and you my girl, you set me afire.
Seeing an unfathomable darkness from the cracks of her sparkling eyes, he dove in and there he met her scarred – vulnerable self and the beauty of her broken heart which he was completely unaware of, and he couldn’t restrain himself from falling in love – for the art of scars she carried beneath her skin.
I, like the sun shall depart in the depth of horizon, fear not the night my love, as it is the queendom of her majestic delight, bathe your soul with the silvery rays, let the whispering stars be your muse, until I return from the east, like a splendor, to rule your newborn heavenly blue sky; fear not my beloved, I shall return to your core as the rain finds a way back to the earth or the river kisses the ocean, and I, to you, my true home.
I fell in love with the way silvery rays of the moon danced upon her delicate – naked skin! How wonderful it was to witness the celestial matters traveling through each curve of her body, softly kissing the line of her bare shoulder, – slowly invading her secret-sacred places, — when all her fears, nightmares, and her insecurities cocooned inside the warmth of my wrapping arms safely – peacefully…