Skin to skin

lips to lips

and eyes to eyes. 

Our bodies were beautiful creations

that we used to show love. 

The stain of your touch 

sent chills through my veins,

and my hands told a story with your delicate satin skin.

We created art with the sounds that purred from my lips,

and our swaying movements was a masterpiece. 

You and I were the oranges and reds that perfected a sunset. 

We were the soothing whispers of the wind that brushed through the air.

And everytime we split

the constellations in the sky were seperated, 

leaving just the stars before us. 

For even when we are not together, 

we are beautiful. 

But when we are...

we are perfect.