a story of two perfect strangers

Tamed by a butterfly

Think not of those who give me pieces of hearts to sway me from thee; My sanity,my entity,my very essence seeks your beauty and love, for none has loved me so passionately with body and spirit. In your hands is were I find my heart safe for you to keep.
In your thoughts is were I know my best memories sleep.
Waiting for me, while I lay here in this bed under these sheets with my eyes closed, moving my fingers were your lips did as you conquered my mind, my body, my heart,my everything. Leaving me at the center of your fantasy and the aura of your never dying love for me. That special yet rare flower growing on floating ice in an ocean.
The scent of your perfume, the sound of your warm breaths linger in the air, haunting me, making me long for you; making me see every moment so vividly, though it is a ghost. It can not be seen, it can not be touched nor lived in the same way. Time pulls it from me in my sleep, dreams fill the spaces pushing it further and further back. But my heart beats to the melody of yours. Like a song my heart beat reminds me of you, the power of your smile, kiss and touch, the wrath of your anger, the fire that burns me so deeply yet I do not melt; for it is pure; it is between a bond of two hearts forming into one...It is you, it is me..
it is love; it is love; it is love