Reblogged from cantaamar
Our eyes meet
magnetic~~poetic.
Your lips touch mine
… erotic~~electric.
Arms encircle me
euphoric~~idyllic.
Together we are
synchronic~~rhythmic.
And still you wonder…
A query you should never
have to voice
Those words remaining within
answered by tenderness of touch
by sweet emotion
by thoughts mirrored
in chestnut irises
that brush softly across you
painting images deep
within my memory
while this soul speaks to yours
saying all the words
ever needing to be spoken…
And still, you wonder?
(Fuente: poeticando)