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You are not mine…
The minutes spent with you… and then you were gone, you disappeared,
you steamed away. Only the thought of the touch of your lips brings me
back to life, your hands call me, your eyes are filled with passion.
And I get so tiny and tender.
I have never felt this way.A man like you has never been a part of my
life, probably because I've never been ready for that.
I feel you with my mind, with every single cell of my body. I can
touch you with my thought. I perceive myself through you when you
gently touch me with your body, when my hands are filled with you and
you penetrate inside of me. We used to form a bright star together, a
star which would burst into milliard pieces, each carrying the
pleasure of our moments.
You are the one and only.
I wake up smiling because your name is gently coming out of my lips.
Sometimes it seems to methat if I open my eyes youwill appear next to
me. I know it's just an illusion and I keep my eyes closed, saving the
memories of these morning visions…I dreamonly of one thing – to wake
up again lying nextto you, to feel you even without touching you and
to admire your body,still unawakened but so beautiful under the rays
of the morning sun. And to seduce you with almost elusive movements,
while takingpleasure in the sensation of your closeness…
You are still sleeping, I'll restrain my hands to saveyour morning
dream. Thelight smile appearing on your face, your eyes still closed,
fills me with delight and I start anticipating how gently you will
look at me.
I want to meet the morning with you. You open your eyes hesitantly.
You are still not aware that I'm here, beside you, waiting for your
embrace. In that wonderful morning, in your joyful astonished eyes
appeared what I came for. For the sake of it I would go through fire,
and rain, and fog……I'm no longer there, I've melted in your eyes lit
upwith happiness.
I waited for you so long….. I waited. I tore my soul, cried while
singing, covered the sky with poems. But only now I realized that
Winter can turn into Summer, that the sun canshine at night, and Stars
can appear in the daytime. And you are no longer mine.
Once more I'll look for you, once more I'll fall asleep and wake up
with your name on my lips, I'll burn sleepless, I'll quenchmy thirst
in the memoriesof our meetings. But no more, not for anything inthe
world will I give anyone that tender-sweet pain of parting, forthis is
my life, my sorrow,my love…