staring at me with with your soft twinkling eyes,
making me melt with desire and passion,
your soft lips pressed against mine
sparks fly lighting the darkness in life
gentle hands interlocked with mine in perfect harmony,
forming a vice grip ensuring that this will last,
the perfect body bestowed on you by god curved against mine,
keeping me warm in the coldness of night,
the rhythmic beating of your heart synchronizing with mine,
lullabying me to my slumber at your side,
the one undeniable, irrevocable, inevitable thought we share,
we were meant to be.
Austin Beyer
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/meant-to-be-24/
