Natures Work

Your eyes are the light of the night. shooting star. sound of music. singing from my electric guitar. You are my charmer, my only one and armor. Your lip is the chocolate rain. I am the drain. You rush through my veins. love is swift but not harsh. She plays her way through because she is my harp. The harp which is my script. Everything come down to that kiss. The kiss that is the lantern to my heart. Which is the source of our destined art. Our love is the sun in the sky. Our romance is the moon which the stars sit by. Our hug is the earthquake we make. Our destination is the heat of our sensation. And that tremble in the lands. Is two hearts that collide like ocean and sand.