The night is slipping
like my fingers in your hair
in this moment so sweet
where I hold you tight
my most beautiful treasure
of which others can only dream
dreams of those eyes
that I fall into
and of your touch
that makes me shiver
and in this moment
where lovers are together
and heaven is a kiss away.


by, 
WPHUNG (flying away) 
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