When She...

When she dug her nails in,
and...
plowed the passions down my spine
she left no trail
When she caressed the borders,
she...
stopped, and asked me if I wanted her...
to go on,
marking me...
deeper than blood

I´d been with others,
but none like her
I´ve shaken with others,
but none so soft

I smiled.
I laughed...
I still sigh with
every thought of her

Hazel blue sorrows...
stain her eyes,
tears and washed out blood...
tinted her hair
the colour
of broken hearts,
the tresses trickled,
gentle, down my neck,
and crawled
across my shoulders

Apart we felt ourselves...
falling,
then together,
while her family slept,
we fell in love