The sinful desires escape her lips as she speaks a language foreign to her tongue
All he can think about are her fingertips and how his skin sung,
As their lips touch she remembers that none of this is real,
That it's just a moment to forget how they really feel.
She felt a shift in the air as the tension rised,
Baby blue eyes that dance and hypnotized,
Fingers through his hair she's still mesmerized.
Their hearts soar as their minds go to a different dimension,
The hours faded by till the night came back as they waited in apprehension,
The space between them is little but feels like infinity, you can taste the tension.
YOU ARE READING
mente et toto corde ex animo
Poetrythe title is latin for riddled writing from the heart mind and soul i have always loved writing and this will be my perfect outlet.
