Romance

Behind the velvet curtains of her lashes
The lust was burning into glowing ashes.
She didn’t bother to conceal it thorough,
It cast its sparks like it was no tomorrow.

Her cheeks were full of vibrant and delicious hue,
Illuminated from within with her boiling blood
She gasped for air in trying to compose herself anew   
By moistening her lips, now biting them, now keeping them apart. 

I watched her trembling hand that tried to strike the strings.
Her voice was deep, she struggled keeping it in scale.
She shrugged her shoulders, bare arms were restless and pale
I didn’t understand then what all this should mean.

And only a teardrop that hesitated on a lash tip
In useless attempt to quench the devastating fire
Confided onto me that I was that accidental match that lit
And burned and caused that rapturous desire.

I didn’t realize that I just caught her feeling’s very end
Until I came to her and dared to touch hers icy hand.

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