I still recall those glass tinted memories
Golden moments of eternal ecstasy
We wove the unwoven threads
And spoke things unsaid
As long as my heart beat
The door bell rang
And your instincts screamed
My name; in your silent dreams
You opened the latch;
And embraced my soul
My silent breathes swayed
And they said it all!
We clinched like;
We lived our last moment
Lost in cozy feelings
I couldn’t stop the tears flow
You walked on the red carpet;
That I laid for you
Those rose petals craved
For the heat of your stroke
The topsy -turvy world
Got lost with our turns
The Curtains hid all the light
And day seemed like a starry night
You caressed my tresses
And pampered my senses
Though momentary and ephemeral
They were Silver seconds of seventh heaven!
The 4-Hour Workweek – Book 32 Review
5 years ago
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