MY AMOUR’S STORY
Out of blue, in a desert space in crowds,
Without a clue, our souls subtly overlapped as love stories started to give birth.
With eyes, greetings where made, the speak of their undercover language.
As glares and stares in glances were igniting an intense connection.
An amusing and holding stage.
In my catwalk, swaying and wagging the space, in a flowery flared dress,
I sensed the attraction beyond my wildest dreams.
In a raw hemmed skin Jean, he engaged in a playful banter.
Sharing chuckles and passion to partake the love space.
My mind , my body , my plans and missions,
All became mere trash as I was dribbling the grand masterpiece of love.
Like magnet and metal, our attractions blended off seams.
Overlapping an everlasting bond .
An affection at first sight,
Without preconceived ideas.
In roams and dense , his fragrance, a joinery for nose to nourish rejoices .
I cherished every moment, visioning a future out of refrains.
For I was truly in him.
Again!
Side by side, hand in hand we ended up.
In his hands, my solace camp,
His voice my lullaby renditions
His soft touch, rend my calmness.
My amour for life.
PRINCE QUALITY
