16 October 2012
A love of delicacy, the mystical glances, a turgor of emotional excitement.
This love swoops in the summer air of sunflowers' bloom and caresses the lips of nature.
A joyous glory, recollection of kisses The tender tugs of hearts when we embrace.
Lovingly exchanging words in my ear, A tingling trickle that vibrates through the cavities of my spine.
Racing, racing to my sensory store, it builds at the touch of your plush skin, gliding on the surface of mine.
Love is not when loving you is a chore, Love is not a curse, it is a foundation of strength that is shared,
And it's my pleasure sharing it with you.
16.10.2012 ©Hazera Begum
A Moment, A Thousand Feelings • Opuss № I