Every moment you look into my eyes
The roots of my soul start singing
"How beautiful, that we push & pull just as the moon & the sun give rise to an ocean tide"
I become like a stone wall.... that craves your pretty warm fingers gently moving across my spine, like ivies do
I become like a shore stone that craves the chilling hit of your fresh ocean breeze.
It moulds me whole. Moulds me to a sculpture that relinquishes to your every enjoin
Together we form into a myrtle of love that's evergreen
We stare. Not at each others eyes but each others souls.
We ask ourselves, 'how could it be so, that one person could be so bold. Bold to love me whole'
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Shane. M & Tee Musecho.