Friday, June 17, 2011

'Kisses are a better fate than wisdom' - ee cummings












A moment of gradual…
yet almost instinctive
intimacy.


Seconds which may turn into minutes…

A touch that naturally evolves into passion.

Chemistry.
Gentle harmony.
Mysterious.
Appealing.
Intertwined.
Movement.
Rhythm.

The beating of rushing blood.

Deeper than skin.
Louder than words.
Sweeter than a compliment.

A moment when darkness is made lighter.
Shifting what is real.

It is in 
this 
moment 
that

beg 
for 
no
release.










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