I have felt you in the twilight.
In the early dawn. Drops of dew caress my neck as fields of flowers trace my back.
Love is fire under skies of night. Shades of blue become starlight.
We roll in the meadows of the setting sun. Our bodies intertwined. We become one.
(It's a short poem I wrote. But it's sweet and to the point.)
Tags: Poem Poetry Love Romance
