The tranquility of my soul is infact the result of your presence…
You have put my fears to rest and minimized the dire turbulence…
Your eyes so composed and so deep within, turn me all hypnotic…
Your touch so gentle, so penetrating excite my buried senses so erotic…
Words uttered from your mouth falling straight on my insatiable ears…
Seem like the raindrops quenching the land thirsty for infinite years…
Your grip so firm when you hold my hand makes me feel so secure…
Your glance strips me off all the vices and makes my being so pure…
Heat emanating from your body burns down the metal in me into gold…
My whole body imbibes the glare that your body and your soul behold…
All words of gratitude for the Mighty one for blessing me with you…
Souls resurrecting with perfect mates on earth tend to be so few…
1 comment:
That was indeed a perfect piece of thought for the Perfect Mate, which is so much impossible to find. But I guess such pieces of art give us some hope that there is a PERFECT MATE for everyone
Cheers
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