Touching Me
my every thought
lingers in the passion
that is you
every touch
is like the wind
airbrushing the lake
soft ripples flowing
towards the center
vanishing
until the next brush
of your hands
gently gliding
down
each kiss
paints me autumn's colors
making my breath rise
then fall like the shadows
on walls as the sun seduces
the clouds
each day
i grow more vibrant
in color blushed
of horizon's edge
and shine
with the same brilliance
from within this heart
that's filled with love
because of you...
Written Oct 24, 2012
Entered on Nov 8, 2019
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Copyright © Sandra Adams | Year Posted 2012
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