Here we are again
Just you and me
Standing face to face
The raindrops falling around us.
Here we go again
You’re staring right through me
Your eyes feel like they’re
Caressing my soul.
You take my hand
And take my breath away
I fall into your arms
This is where I belong.
I feel your warmth
A bit more closer now
Would you let me in
Let me touch your heart.
Our hands entwined
Your breath is tracing my face
Then ever so slowly
Your lips are on mine.
Those feather light touches
Those sweet nothings whisperedΒ
That moment of passion
That taste of your lips on mine.
Oh how can I forget
That first time
The first time we kissed
The first time we lived.
That ia a very Beautiful sentiment expressed in a very Beautiful Way. Thanks for sharing!
Thanks a lot for visiting and for the lovely comment π
Beautiful! I love the way you weaved those words together! Good job!!
Thank you π
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Very nice.
Thanks Amber π
Adored RG – sweet – romantic – a first love – an old love wanting to be again. *sigh* π
Thanks a lot π I’m so glad you liked it π
You are welcome sweet 2013 here so H.N.Y lol π
Happy New Year to you too π *hugs*
I think the photo you posted along with this bit of writing goes so well together … oh …1st times can be a wonderful thing.
Thanks a lot π π
Beautifully expressed sentiments π
Thank you for visiting π
Thanks for letting me camp out in your blog for a little while today. I had a great time and tried to leave my campsite as good as when I arrived. Iβll be back in a couple of weeks!
I am honored you feel that way π Thank you.
nyc one..bade detail main btaya hai….
I had to π Thanks for visiting π
thanks to u for writing such a beautiful blog that touches each and every heart..and i feel privileged to be able to read it..
Thanks a lot Saksham…I am honored that you feel that way π
I LOVE the word “entwined.” I use it often. The joy (and simplicity) of a kiss. Yumm. π
Yes..I’ve always wondered how it will be to be kissed in the rain. turns out I’m a hopeless romantic at best π
As am I. I have songs about it… π
Yes I do plan on going through them too π