Loving you
is like running on ice
my feet are numb
but my heart is longing for you
Looking into your eyes
is like standing ...on the edge of an abyss...
falling down ..
breathless...
in the deep...
without having fear to fly ...
Your skin against mine
Its like descending
Diving in deep water
without fear to drown
Feeling your hot breath on the back of my neck
is like soaring up high
reaching for the very sky
without real wings
Making love to you
is like magic that wraps us in
The world stands still
There is only you and I
Everything else is but a faint image of reality
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