If one day I will forget to write

 If one day I forgot how to write?

Wonderwords and pencuts,

Deepening as my birth marks,

Wailing trust and gone art,

Never found a lonely heart at forest park,

Peaches in the summer sky,

I found love when I see you and I,

Like the rosemary vibe,

If I forget to write.

Why can our hearts be bleeding?

Why ain't our love succeeding?

Why am I still just hoping?

Why am I still not falling?

Out of love,

Out of hope,

Out of trust,

Out to fall...

 At the hill mountain top,

Where the lonely stream flow,

Where the stars touch their ghost,

Where the fire burn at stove,

Where the dead stories are lost,

Where the hunters go,

Where the wind blows,

Where the Tarzan used to trode,

At the soul mate's cafe near the Hotspot.

If one day I will forget to write, 

Be there to hold my creative piece that will always remain mine, 

Be there to touch my soul, 

Be there to admire my flaws, 

Be there to direct me, when I get wrong, 

Be there to welcome me, my only home, 

Write me down a love song, 

And be with me to help me write again, with you alone.

Bent pines at June's twilight,

Vulpine showers at December sky,

Happy faces covered with huge disgust,

Unheard whispers near your bare chest, 

My entangled hair near your neck, 

My legs lying in your ways, 

Your soft kisses marking me yours, touching my backbreasts, 

Loosing each other in each other with no regrets.

Even if I will forget how to write one day,

I will keep you as my most aesthetically creative work,

Stay with me till I loose my breath in trials,

Hold my hand till I lost my memory of you being mine,

Look into my eyes till I loose my most darkest parts in your beauty to shine,

Hug me tightly till I loose my shiver to calm down at disco days and lonely nights,

Kiss my lips till you loose a little yourself when our lips  and tongue would collide,

Never let me go, saying good byes.

Leeza