Last night

My fingers

Took a walk

Through your

Garden.

 

Dazzled by the

Changing seasons

In your hair

 

I kissed your

Sweet neck,

Wrapped in

Victoria Secret

Perfume.

 

I love it

when you kiss

me there

You said,

Closing your

Eyes,

Listening to

The happy call

In my breath.

 

As you lay in

My arms

I wonder

Why

The Moon

The Stars

Where made

So perfect for

One another?

 

And then

I look

At us

And

I ask

Myself

The same

Question.

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