Gentle Minds
Pulled into the winter blend sheets
Bare spots covered by your breath
Entwined skin, fingers and toes
Eager to be pleased by us both
Embedded clusters of wrinkled linen
Linger upon dripping wet thoughts
Distant morning-soft-tongued-talks
Are ever so gentle on our mind
Copyright © Mike Schminski | Year Posted 2006
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