Old Love

Butterflies in my stomach,

Started to starve,

Sparkles in my eyes,

Began to fade,

Revitalize our love,

For it is older than a decade,

Touch my palms once again,

Feel my soul all again,

Kiss my wrinkles,

It says a thousand stories,

Hug my smiles,

It hides a million worries,

For one last night,

Sleep near my bed,

Feed me thy bread,

Let our breaths,

Weave a novel,

Let your smooches,

Unfurl my navel,

For once,

Let's make love,

Under the stars,

Now, don't blow at the candles,

Let the flame gets jealous,

And cuddle the candle,

I wish for once,

Let the moon closes its eyes,

For our intimacy provoked its shakleton craters.

I wish for once,

Lets die,

With our fingers intertwined,

And our souls entwined.