Another rough draft. I am into writing love poetry. Which is a rarity for me. I truly can't write mushy stuff. * I am continully editing it. I will keep on doing so until I get it right.
I taste the salt with the flick of my tongue
familiar taste, yet unknown
when my arms encircle you
my senses awaken from stupor
responding to the inherent aroma that is you
when you pull me closer
I decidedly plunge myself into you
sensing an echoing flush
slowly I let my tears fall
and find them intermingled with yours
"transiently permanent, our welded souls"
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