Lost in the sea of your hair
Drunk of it’s sweet smell Grateful for how it clings To my upper lip As I greet your neck with a kiss There’s no smile Or smell like yours The first pink flower of spring Blooming as morning sings It’s Awakening A moth drawn to flame of night I look forward to the day I can relish in this bliss forevermore Never growing weary Of having you near me For I’m a man of simple needs Bread when hungry Water when thirsting And your love to fill the emptiness #HerScent#HidesintheBreeze#odestoMadamDiva
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Like the return of morrow’s sun
When the moon Submerges into the sea to rest My love for you is assured Feelings etched in stone Leading to my heart’s throne I only wish to care; Play in your hair While your skin Soaks in my stare I’ve prayed for this, for when I may meet you with a kiss That holds years of affection Within its depths Cherishing every moment Of closeness Each new day provides, Taking not A single moment for granted #HerScent#HidesintheBreeze#odestoMadamDiva |
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