Tuesday, 21 July 2015

The things which start from the neck and lead on..

It starts from the place on your neck..
soft kisses to turn you on.. Warm breaths which gives you chills..
make me weak to see that smile.. Make me yearn to go on..
The things which start from the neck and lead on..


The rash of your unkempt beard on me,
the curls of your unmade hairs i run my fingers through,
running my touch to your sides tickling you..
The things which start from the neck and lead on..

Those half closed eyes, that faint smile, 
the smell of sweat and love, the small cries,
the rush of blood, the numb of mind,
the rhythm of the body, the songs in the mind..
The things which start from the neck and lead on..

A mystery of a life we have, so much lie but never felt so true,
thinking of life we could have together, thinking of how every time we get better,
unattainable this love but being with you,
this want so wrong, no not right,
but a look at you and i know..
The things which start from the neck and lead on, far or near, will be the things which lives on...

Your eyes, your smile, your touch, my love

Your eyes, your smile, your touch, my love

The shine in your eyes, those beautiful eyes,
the way they look at me , the way they talk to me,
make me numb, make me shy
Those beautiful eyes

The curve of your smile, that naughty smile,
The way it tease me, the way it pulls me,
Make me crave, make me rise
That naughty smile

The feel of your touch, the silly touch
The way it stirs me, the way it rouse me
Make me want you, make me try
That silly touch

The scent of love, my love
In love with your eyes, love with your smile
love with your touch, love you much
this crazy love, struck me such
how I smile alone thinking of  
Your eyes, your smile, your touch, my love