The unison of our lips;
Leading to the unison of our senses.
A gush of feelings,
Running like electricity in my neurons.
It seems we are at the margin of the horizons,
And our souls at the intersection of the worlds.
Our breath as pure as the first breath of a new born,
And the taste as sweet as honey.
She starts flowing into my body;
And my emotions start dancing in rhapsody.
The touch graduating to a lasting kiss;
Start of true love is never amiss.
This is an imaginary creation and has lots of scope for
improvement. May be someday, I will improve it.