Sunday, April 17, 2016
Tuesday, April 12, 2016
Dripping with Love
My love, I'm dripping with love.
Through the mornings that miss you
And evenings that crave for you
My fingers and my veins thirst
And I begin dripping with love for you.
Those moments of affection filled silence
You and me over the misty lone coffee.
Wish I was there, sweating our passions off
Knowing heavens chose us to be.
And, thinking of you far far away
Missing your aroma moment by moment
Disintegrating in memories bit by bit,
My love, I'm still dripping with love for you.
Through the mornings that miss you
And evenings that crave for you
My fingers and my veins thirst
And I begin dripping with love for you.
Those moments of affection filled silence
You and me over the misty lone coffee.
Wish I was there, sweating our passions off
Knowing heavens chose us to be.
And, thinking of you far far away
Missing your aroma moment by moment
Disintegrating in memories bit by bit,
My love, I'm still dripping with love for you.
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