Almost unimaginable,
Completely unforgettable
The swift touch of the soft hands,
As it soothes the inner beast within,
It cannot pretend,
The honesty is easily given,
And the feelings are raw and real,
Give in, give in…
Whispers the winds,
The surge between the two cannot be denied,
No matter what the world has to recognize,
Time stops as hearts pound loud,
Drowning out the sound around,
Bringing that feeling that is preserved,
Cherished and hunted,
But rarely found,
Sacred to those who understand its gift,
Left by those who don’t explore its secrets,
Captured and sealed by those who honor beauty,
Sweet and lovely,
Pure as rain,
Enjoyed and hated because it carries pain,
Careful steps towards the precious jewel,
An honest heart allows it to bloom,
Sacred to those that gives it, its rights,
Secured by those who never let it out of their sight.
