1-11-10 Dried Our Tears

The second your name, touches my lips, sweet spring warmth blooms upon them, The sun, becoming my smile, radiating from my body, my soul. Oh, the garden of roses that bloom beneath the moon, watered by my simple tears, and bloomed in your love, our growing love. The silver wash that falls down upon us, wiping away the stains that once pained us, Now we are bathed, yet it does not burn, yet it does not freeze, perfection. Oh for the eternities that i could lay with you, your arms the only protection i need, Your lips, the sweet ocean salt, the taste of your skin, all that i hunger. Your eyes, the only place i shall ever become lost within, oh within your heart forever. Your hands upon my skin, mine upon yours, sweat blending into the sexiest fragrence, there is no space between our bodies, should there ever be? our tounges tying, dancing, deepening each and every kiss, long and slowly, we make love, fast and rough we experiment, enjoying sexuality. darling, oh i long to feel your skin, to feel you deep within. can you hear my whispers? can you hear my pants? can you hear your name? or can you only hear mine? are you yelling it out like i am, yours? soon our lips will meet, and create a thousand volts of electricity, we could short the town, we could shut the world down, screaming out our passion, screaming out your name. Oh and the rain has washed away our pain and fears, and the beautiful sun has dried up all our tears.