My love
It’s in the night
Aromantic mood for two who are in love,
I hear sweet Melody from a dove,
There are moon and stars,
Also many fireflies,
What a mood
Iam alone,walking slowly,
Thinking about him wholly
Thinking of our memories at the place
When he was setting the pace
Of the two of us
He without my knowledge comes
Holds me tight in his arms
Like a mother holding her lost
Only child for years
He moves his warm hands all over
my body I feel to be his forever,
he grabs my face slowly,,
Wipes my lips slowly
With alot of care,
He moves his lips near,
To mine just about to kiss me
What a fantasy
