If only I could retell the words that every single synapse in me uttered the day your lips touched mine
It was a fusion unlike any other, like the cosmos had just birthed another star
The taste you left on them was out of this world, ambrosial...birthing perpetuity to my soul.
but a touch is simply not enough
my lips crave a rematch with yours
YOU ARE READING
Flames Of Love
PoetryPoetic journal of all that would have been and all that has been. A glimmer of my soul and what it says for that special someone. Cover made by @ شاء
