Love Sonnet LXXI
I see your face in my dreams,
your red hair, blown by your breath,
smells of your jasmine shampoo,
and lies across my breast.
Yaraa, why do you haunt me?
Why does my mind always return
to you, to your soft skin, and
savory kiss? Why does my heart
beat faster at these visions? It
has been years now, yet I can not
forget the way you felt in my arms,
or the way your lips taste, and the
dreams they held. Yaraa, I confess,
I have loved you more than you’ll ever know.
Aztec Warrior/redzone 1.10.2026








This is sorrowful with a hint of passion behind the words. Like it
Hi Fia, hope you are well. Thank you for the visit and the comment. It is appreciated very muchly.