Tactile
On your face I see
That look, that brings
To mind an open
Sea in which I swim
And silky feel, in duvet
Sink and skin that’s
Flush a reddish pink
As warm as caramel
Scented soft and lavish.
In your eyes so bright
We smile, moments
True and pleasure
Keep , into your
Bosom pressing
Deep and tummies
Touch , we nestle
Just before we gently
Fall asleep.
Copyright © David Byrne | Year Posted 2010
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