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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required My dreams were that of nothing but your kiss. A lingering essence soothing frayed edges of my heart. Heaven couldn’t breach the wonder of your touching hands. They tickle memories invoked by the scent of your breath against my cheek. This is but the taste I crave every night, every time I feel days too long since you’ve returned the other half of my soul. The awe and wonder will never cease, mated souls Destiny declared to me, that our love and fated kiss could bring forth in our lives eternities timeless bliss. I never knew that which seemed to be a heartless world would provide a love that would become my very breath; for surely I would die each night if I couldn’t wake and touch your beautiful lips. For they are but the substance that touches me to this world. They spew forth the nectar that feeds my soul. With you I am Queen Nivea, crowned in baby’s breath about my brow. A midnight summer's eve of magic kissing the air about our pallet. In sleep I hear our heart strings shimmering our own melodious melody of half time. In you arms my slumber is light, every time you nuzzle my nape, asleep yourself, your touch stirs my blood from half doze to a stuttered heart soaring reach. It's the dust of twilight that moves soul music through our heated blood. Your fluttered kisses wafts into this hot dream to wake me with a fairies breath riding my senses like white fire. Though our breathing may be labored, this is not a frenzied moment, languish in time and savor the bouquet of miracles brushing your moon kissed back. Miracle that you are the only one who could soften my touch from the warrior I tried to be. You alone brought life to a soulless husk; the balm and solvent that softened my calloused heart. Now fully aware I reach to find your heart beat, and find it shuddering to the pace of my breath. Caress the plane of my face and nape as our souls unite. Whisper the language of lovers every time. Just never stop this Shakespearean dream touched eve, our very reality exist based on this kiss. Though our hearts beat in all consuming time, your the force of my breath. You are my grace touched body of life, my soul, who feeds this void with a kiss.
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