Two souls that pass.
Like way ward ships our two souls touch, Lightly as a Atlantic tropical wind.
With time so short the heat will build, like the winds off piracies costs.
Your wisps of hair draped upon my skin, covers me like New England sumer.
I kiss you body, with a coming storm form the gulf of Mexico. I taste the spice of your love as you fill like the sands of Cancun.
Our body's mixed like sun and air.
For in the end of night I breath you in like morning air.
Kevin 02 24 07
