Spring Kiss
By-Tahera Mannan
A gentle warmth tapped at my old door
Green leaves slipped out from under white
A sensual breeze caressed
The flowers and ripe fruits
His warm breath touched me
As our lips met
Butterflies
Softly
Blush
For Micheal’s ‘nonet me a spring kiss’ contest
Copyright © Tahera Mannan | Year Posted 2011
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