In Love

 two hands to hold on to forever
two arms to be embraced by eternally
two eyes to gaze into for always
two lips to kiss so passionately
two souls fused by commitment
two names written in the stars above
two lives intertwined by god
two hearts joined by the purest of love


Indianlove

Tender Wolf, 
you are the wolf with the red roses
the wolf with the tender touch 
try a little 
try a little to much
will you offer me your mouth?
will you offer me your hunger?
whisper words you like
kiss your mouth
your neck 
will feet you
will make you drunk
than you can take me
take me for your tender touch

for anything you want to do to me 
when you are helpless lying in my arms    
you feel 
you know 
that I love you

your little white dove

 
Dew of a rose

I kiss the dew of a rose
with trembling 
my view is raising 
is walking above 
a landscape from silk 
my hands follow them 
little burgeous are springing up
the thorn doesn’t pierce
skin greedy drinking skin
breathing tenderness
let me kiss the dew of you 
my rose