Love
is a chase,
Slipping through finger tips like sands
Slipping through finger tips like sands
Gone
in seconds
The
heart travels to find love
I
see it spark like flame
Burning
the bosom with sensual ecstasy
As
eyes meet for the first time
As
emotions rush flowing through veins
Coursing
love, enriching sentiments
Rumbling
sounds,
Drumming,
Like
a galloping horse
Chasing that love the yearning heart covet
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