Waves crashing.
Winds blowing.
Ship sailing.
Rudder steering.
Lovers are cruising.
Coffee brewing.
Cream pouring.
Bread toasting.
Caramel glazing.
Lovers every morning.
Eyes twinkling.
Lips mumbling.
Chest heaving.
Hands trembling.
Lovers while flirting.
Clouds clearing.
Stars glittering.
Moon shining.
Sky shimmering.
Lovers openly gazing
Drums beating.
Harps fiddling.
Guitar strumming.
Voices humming.
Lovers, now playing.
Flowers blooming.
Rivers flowing.
Leaves falling.
Snow melting.
Lovers' moments, fleeting.
Colors bursting.
Music synching.
Words speaking.
Passion burning.
Lovers, intensely colliding.
Goddess blushing.
Skin glowing.
God smirking.
Touch caressing.
Lovers, quite intriguing.
Hearts pounding.
Souls bonding.
Thoughts drifting.
Energy draining.
Lovers, forever loving.
A/N:
This was somewhat the by product of the long conversation I had yesterday with LestrangeBella and then the recurring thoughts I have after I read the Hate Desire chapter of Broken by SweeneyT97 .
If you get my drifts... 🙈🙉🙊🔥hahaha...
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