Pasionata
My Beloved
Take me to the memory
A never lasting dream
which lived in yester yesterday
long before destiny took its toll
and footprints marked separate paths
Take me back to that December night
when We ran holding hands
to the cottage down the hill
by fields of evergreen
I am there,You are too
Kissing snowflakes from my lips
as moonglow shadows fall
upon silk wisps of auburn hair
How can I not remember
your palm's gentle rub
brushing raindrops
which trickled ever so slow
across the inner of my sigh
I can still smell the scent
of your warm breath upon my neck's nape
(Honey and Lemon)
I can still hear the hush hushed whisper
'neath the tender of my ear
Still live the feeling of your fading kiss
upon each flutter of my lash
My beloved
Carry me back to those sheets
which know the colour of your eyes
Let me travel to the cradle
of those arms and perfumed wine
Let me travel to that smile
within the blossom of your heart
(Scattered petals in a breeze
where velvet embers never sleep)
Let my slippery fingers slide
to the soft hairs of your back
as you unbutton my last piece of innocence
as the corners of your mouth fulfill with juices
from the crimson of ripe peaches
As my soul opens to fire,and you enter into flames
My Beloved
Take me to that night
where I tickled your wilderness
Where you sank in my deepest
Where our sin was sacred
and lust carried no shame
Pasionata is a re-post of an oldie of mine,thought to post it again
till I am mused to write something new :)
Copyright © Charmaine Chircop | Year Posted 2014
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