It will come out all right in the end
I want to look into your eyes and drown,
in this mirror from your soul.
I wish to kiss your mouth so softly
and I will burn like a blazing fire.
I want take a smell at your skin
and fly high in this sweet perfume.
I will hold you endless and tight
and we´ll conflate into one symbol of love.
We will lost into a feeling as never before.
It will be like a little sweet death in a colossal instant.
And i wish and i want and it will be....
like the divine purpose it submits.
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Published on e-Stories.org on 08/18/2008.