Eyes of love

No greater joy did he feel

than when she said

those words

and all felt so ethereal.

and when

her moist lips,

Impeccably tasty,

Brushed against his,

Speading the charm

of strawberries lipsticks 

they awakened a soul 

dry,

so dry

it seemed

ever since

the beginnning of time.

Finally,

Eyed, wearing 

the veil of love 

he had always 

vraved for,

were staring 

at his lulled orbs,

Earnestly

Possessively

Yet unimaginably,

soft,