Her tiny tale of love...

That racy morn she stepped towards him,
Sat by his side as he closed his eyes.
Hair half wet and a glow on her skin,
Little did she know, this wasn't wise!

She stroked his arm with her gentle touch,
"Wake up sweetheart, it's getting late!"
Half sleepy but fully awake,
He smiled and left the rest to fate!

She knew what he wanted for that smile was new,
Of course she was waiting, desiring the same,
Resting her hand now on his chest,
She tried to wake him up again.

This time he held her tight in his arms,
Bringing her closer as she turned red.
The perfect picture, a beautiful moment,
As they caressed each other lying on the bed!

She looked at him with eyes full of love,
As he smiled again in her arms,
He heart beat faster as she got lost,
She was a prey to all his charms...

No one between them as love took over,
Gently they kissed and all felt right.
He had brought to life what was dead inside her,
Out of the darkness, she came to light!

She still remembers the taste, his lips, his tongue,
That fragrance, the touch is fresh on her mind.
Those ten minutes of life that she really lived,
Made her fall in love... Love that's truly blind!!!


19th April 2017