Writing

Creation

Your breath on my skin.

Your whispers in my ear.

Your hands on my hips.

Your soul and mine.

Kisses until the sun comes up.

Dreaming about yesterday.

Loving you in the madness of the world.

The coolness of your shade.

The goddess molded you.

The moon shaped you and gave you wings.

You are the reason I live another day.

Without you there can be no other.

Because you were made for me and I was made for you.

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