We get drunk in love
the stars are cherries in our wines.
For darling, I can find wildflowers
in the deep seas of your eyes.
The creases of your skin
are perfection, are sin.
My fingers find a way
to lose myself in you again.
Our hips sway together
arms craving for another embrace.
Your breath drown me in symphonies
unbroken kisses weave us in lace.
Flushed faces, the deep skies
pink lips on silken thighs.
Drinking in the scents of desire,
melting into one, our hearts on fire.
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