Wednesday, November 24, 2010

drunk on love

i do not hear your voice
i feel it as it travels to my inner skin
god has given you no choice
he guides you to me blind
i stand before you in silence  
then as we move closer the
language of love speaks its 
words louder than the sun 
that breaks the morning sky
souls merge and the recipe 
of us ecstatically emerges
your touch transcends me to a realm
that only you and i can explore
the scent of you i can taste
my palate anticipates the 
subtle flavour of our lips 
that are humming our song of love 
as our lips meet our 
love floods the rivers of my veins
i am taken by the current
into the whirpool that 
drowns me in your 
love

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