We were in loves war <br />where he couldn't live anymore <br />he believed our love was so much more <br />for i was his truth he's proof of love, the only thing he lived for <br /> <br />It all happened with a stare <br />for his eyes my heart couldn't bare <br />I couldn't gaze beyond he's beauty <br />an attraction between me and he <br />a potion of chemistry <br /> <br />Words were soon spoken <br />so fluent (his french) so provoking <br />for that night i thought of him, his angel like voice <br />then i knew their was no other choice <br /> <br />He's hands so gingerly cuddled me <br />feeling my every soul my body <br />then slowly undressing me to nudity <br />he's eyes studying my anatomy <br /> <br />We did not exchange any words <br />from he's mind he's gaze i heard <br />his smile as he holds me, and kisses my bosom <br />feeling my back till i felt wholesome <br /> <br />in that room we stayed <br />where we made love for days <br />As he wonders my innocence <br />for he was in me as i in him <br />till our body's grew tired but our souls full of poetry, of Florence <br /> <br />He helled me like his own <br />for love i was not alone <br />and when we were done <br />our conversations filled with excitement never gone <br />full of laughter and understanding <br />he's words in my mind: manlike, gentle, undemanding <br />And arguments so dramatic but somehow always ends with a kiss <br />and our attraction like static <br /> <br />Now i know what love is: it is he <br />An angel full of loves lust of chemistry<br /><br />janice etienne<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/chemistry-6/
