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I don’t know...

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I don’t know how your love flew

gliding through my window,

fluttering, it shouted out your name,

becoming the adage of my love

 

Your breath dampened my skin,

opening the doors of my heart;

I want you… wandering in this festivity of feelings

 

I don’t know how you tied me to your arms,

feeling the sap running beside me,

a pillar of life and desire,

changing my prison to freedom

 

I don't know how you slipped into my dreams,

travelled on my skin,

broke the silence,

devising a most beautiful sunrise

 

Spontaneous random caresses,

while our bodies merge,

unutterable heartbeats enliven my lips,

I feel you between the cornices my breasts,

riddled in insomnia and passion,

forging hopes and renewing love

 

Maybe it was fate that placed us on this path...

I don’t know...

 

© Noris Roberts

love poem

◄ Do not judge me, as my sin deserves

Manifesto of pain ►

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