Sueno Contigo
~Often, my dreams are of you~
But I cannot, in this moment now hold you.
Your skin, glowed, like amber from the sun.
My eternal, caramel, golden, Cuban love.
I lie here thinking of you, when day Is done.
Of course, no way shy, in my reminiscing.
As summer stars gently sprinkled magic
Oh, the softness of sensual lovers’ soft lips kissing.
Of that amorous encounter, my heart, deeply missing.
6-22-2022
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2022
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