Mi amore

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Like a promise,
every time a promise,
this language of two souls
tethered by eternity
now, in the future,
a future known and lived
in this moment,
the death of tomorrow

Tell me again
in loud whispers of passion
and again, down my cheek bones,
say to me, in our secret tongue,
that we are all that matter
in our tiny universe
of smiles, and bites,
nibbles and giggles

In this moment,
everything and everytime converge,
the grand design,
so simply put in your fingers,
these words written in my senses,
your touch is my forever,
Mi amore.