The Parting Day

His cold hands on my bare belly,

Drawing structures and maps,

His fingers linger up to my heart,

In an attempt to fill all the gaps.

My arms wrapped around his neck,

As if never wishing to let him go,

We breathe each other 's air,

As the boat of our love further row.

At certain moments of that hour,

He looks into my eyes and searches,

For the tears of parting ways,

So as to kiss them away, far much.

As I sit in his lap and lean further,

With my one foot touching the ground,

He grabs and pulls me more into himself,

We become one on this earth so round.

My heart begins to thump even faster,

I notice the goosebumps all over my body,

Yes, my darling! You make me feel like this,

As your lips meet mine on this cold morning.

The distance constantly decreases,

Our bodies meet followed by the soul,

As he caresses and discovers my nude back,

And trace his palms right up to the neck.

I tell him that I love him,

He tells me that he loves me too,

Once again his lips brush against mine,

His wet tongue playing with mine as we do.

He picks me up in his arms,

And leads the way to the bed,

With my head dug in his chest,

His passion for love turns me red.

The room smelling of seduction,

My body pressing against his,

His fragrance coinciding with mine,

Our love feels nothing less than bliss.

It is the moment when we finally,

Are about to collapse and become one,

The universe blesses us with its energy,

And we hold on together till done.