Tears come rolling
Same with the curves of sunshine.
Radiance upon cheeks,
A stir that sent me across
To bring her back,
While waves were thrown against
Her porcelain, in the gust,
Her skin, in the dust.
My love drew mountains down
As with the curtains
To conceal what would erupt,
A tempered blade
For emboldened flesh,
Brought within caress after caress,
Dug after repeated kiss.
Hands comes strolling
Towards breasts and even smile,
Dragging a sentence from a tongue
To breathe down her throat.
I will love until the moon collects
Its phases into one,
While the sun still roams the west,
Faltering at the east to be dressed.