Hold Me, Now
I
don’t want
your
honeyed
moon-kissed touch;
not now
or
even
tomorrow...
fondling the skin
of your dusk
melts me
and
I’d fall...
but these arms
plead; hold
them
right now,
dazed!
Kim Merryman's Contest
Shall We Waltz?
6/14/2015
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2015
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