Wednesday, July 20, 2011

come true


i taste to life your blue lips
cold from your heart that fear grips
my breath humming with love is a swarm
of kisses that touch you heart warm
you now remember what you lost 
sold your soul to nothing thats worth the cost
as i touch your porcelain skin my fingers pulse
they reach the delicate portals that sense
the heat of love your skin devours
burning in soft crackles for endless hours
your blush now pink shy of the blue
what was once hidden from view 
has now risen to come true
our love is the embers to fire this fuel 
living our lives as a sacred ritual 
tanya gwizdalla july 20th  2011

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