Deckered, face to face, eye to eye
Do you ever remember the moments
Where you and I were melting
Into a pool of wild love and sentiments
When your ferocity of lust escalates
And as you look up
Closing your eyes
Does your hair still spray sweat
All over him and the walls
Or was it only me, that showered in the drizzle
When your skin would awaken
And you would twirl,in ecstasy and madness
Do you steal a watch, to see
If he watches you, at your fragility
Do the breaths give rise to words
Of humor, or do either think out aloud
Suddenly embrace, meet with your lips
Do your eyes still draw a joyous river
Does his soul bathe in its running course
Or does he roll away, at love makings end
While you stare to the roof, and just pretend
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