The isle
Feeling the cool gentle breeze flow through my isle of free is a relief knowing that it symbolizes the breath of you and your willingness to be with me. How tempting it is to know that you travel so far to come see me I need to make sure that this is a trip you will love to repeat. As you come up to me and see the the winter cold that has left me depleted and frozen you bring the sun's warmth to settle me and to you I offer you the precious gift of my experience and the fragrances of my isle's calming mist. As I embrace your vibe I notice my heart drums to your beat we float on the clouds and embrace the cloud called nine. I take your hand feel the dual threat of your being. Half being the of passion of lust and the other ecstasy of love and trust. I wonder how could this be? As we embrace I taste the elixir of your sweet essence and we elevate to a level of uncharted skies and to my surprise I feel the fear of a failed heart shall never arise. Your eyes are the key to me and I know we were meant to be........ to be continued?
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