Butterfly Wings

The feel of your warm sweet breath on my bare waiting neck,
Like falling petals and windswept leafs you excite my senses.
A star to light my nights,
 And warm me when my days are cold.

Little mouse feet tippy tap up and down my back,
Wave upon waves of joyous pleasure assault body and mind
As one by one your fingers move about my spine.

The feel of a heartbeat next to mine,
Softest touch like butterfly wings.
An ear when I need to be heard,
To catch my tears, ease away my pains.

A   private show behind closed door,
Given freely without question or remorse
When the sun begins to show;
 A new day is calling.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Segal Avatar
November 25, 2009 at 10:47 AM
Beautiful poem, loved it! love Simone
Arteaga Avatar
November 25, 2009 at 8:37 AM
very good patrick, love the way you describe the feeling of your skin by using animal tip taps and flutters, nice wave of words, great feel of a poem.
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