The Cold's Not Getting In Tonight
"Love doesn't spill miracles off the tongue
but lies deep in everything ever done"
Winter impatiently raps upon my door
twisting of knobs and rattling at chains
but amongst night time cover
I barely budge
warm thoughts slip in and seduce
transcending this cultivated mind
to fields where white flowers
once swayed with light of day
deft fingers transverse
across her lustrous skin of silk
eyes of persuasive intent
never lose their gaze
heated bodies live
in bounties ever true
tender kisses caress the night
cold's not getting in tonight
Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2018
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