More of the allured grace,
A bit of the clean mess,
The dismantled solace.
A beat in her memories, breeze..
Survival so dependent, surreal enough..
To make me more attracted, in vicinity..
Of her ears.
She had it in her, a beautiful shine..
Amazed or Aghast, can you define?
Oh! the feeling when she caresses you.. Sigh
I feel incompletely, alive.
No the breathe, is not so important though..
I feel she sniffs, heartbeats inclined..
Towards her, still a bit stray
to confuse her peaceful mind..
Distance, we call a bitch, not so cool..
Relief you get, you meet your beloved after the pine..
that different quilt of lips,
on none other than mine..
A lip kept on hers, so mesmerizing,
the world experienced, heavenly chime..
Beguiling her consistency, to lure me..
in the chunk of moments, valued forever..