‘The fragrant of love’
The fragrant of love
I whispered to your closed and resting eyes. I love you, I love you.
I need you, I need you.
I kissed your face and I kissed your hands.
Your skin is glistening from the lights of the soft candles burning near and
I whispered to wanting ears.
Winter is almost gone and the warm days of Spring are here.
Kind lady, you are my ambrosia.
You are my wild Gypsy’s dream and
you are my love curse.
When I see you and when I hear your voice.
You make the sane man become drunk in love.
Love should be a free and wild river where emotions run unshackled and free.
If the kiss too sweet, if the words are too needed.
What shall we become?
I love you, I love you.
I want your skin against my skin and I need to feel the softness of your hands.
Create a saga where we will die and live for love.
We are weaving a song to the moon dust and
I love the fragrant of your skin and I love the taste of salt on your wanting skin.
I whispered to your resting body and ear.
You are my poetry.
You are my love.
You are my curse and you are my blessing.
Please don’t ever forget me.