Your Kiss: Your Touch
Your kiss:
On my lips;
Coral setting sun riding charcoal ocean swells.
On my neck;
Sleepy daffodils wake to mornings golden rays.
On my tummy;
Fields of wheat whisper secrets in heat of the day.
On my thighs;
Once constrained heat waves escaping Saharan dunes.
Your touch:
Caressing;
Feather brushes baby blue sky in lazy descent.
Cuddling;
Raindrops plinking lullabies on an old tin roof.
Embracing;
Storm clouds plume across darkening skies.
Making love;
Creation bursts forth from nothingness.
Copyright © Arlene Smith | Year Posted 2015
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