A sheivering touch, a cool chill down my spine everytime we touch our worlds aline, our fingers in a twine. I touch your body and you touch mine.
Divine, Sweet, and secret are we. The passion, the lust fills the air.
Lets close our eyes and let our lips take us there.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem gave me chills! Totally awesome.