A Meeting of Souls
Originally written as the opening verse to a story I am writing...
Our eyes met across the smoky room, Smoldering gazes locking intimately. Your unspoken words stroking me in an Ethereal tongue only our souls could understand. Moving toward you as if in a dream, My hungry heart could be plainly seen. As I looked up into your eyes, You saw desire that was hard to hide. How could one glance have said so much? Our hearts spoke silently Without deception or disguise, Bodies tingling without...
