Unaware
Your eyes a dark archipelago
Mysterious then exotic across my seas;
I perceive their warmth inviting
While those lips blow a tangy flavour-
Irresistible, poised to reach for a kiss
Brewed by the fire of summer’s heat…
Carefully, my head examines the prospects
Between reason and wantonness,
As the fluid air spins amorously
And the evening grows too blind, untamed-
I forget what happens next except, I was
Drunk with the melody of something spontaneous.
The Crap Shoot Contest
May 4, 2019
Copyright © Norma Arana | Year Posted 2019
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