your eyes traced my lips
as they opened like a
rose’s bloom waking
in a spring
shower
and your fingers shouted
the sounds of silence
as they danced
into my
heart
and your mouth devoured
the silken threads
i could not
speak
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and the rains came
and the earth
danced
on that hot summer day
when first
i knew
you
when your eyes
traced
and
your fingers
shouted
and
your mouth
devoured
me
.
.
.
10 comments:
That was sensual!
:¬)
xxx
Whew. This one is intense!
Oh my... how sweet... So nice to read your beautiful words again, my dear lady...
D.
many thanks, alex...as always your comments are so inspiring!
:) so glad to have you come by, musicman! i miss our "good ole bloggin' days" way back when...
ah, such are things of the heart...even hearts remembering...many thanks trish!
oh, my goodness! how absolutely wonderful, lady dulce! thank you SO much for coming by and leaving a note! i've missed our banter of days past! hope all is well with you! xxx
I recognise the lovely illustration.
oh...thank you, pat!
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