My Viking
I've fallen for the chemistry
and the way you lean yourself to me so natural.
Your lemon scented genius hands
are filled with smoke from foreign lands
the kindest eyes from where I stand in limbo.
You've given me an instant friend
a love which starts before it ends
You've washed me and I'm young again.
My Viking.
Copyright © Tatyana Carney | Year Posted 2005
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