She held me in winter's breath, Placed frost 'pon the sparkle of thought. She kissed the ice that formed, In mid Autumn's deep sorrow. She promised me Spring, warm Glorious, Spring and to thaw my morrow.
the breeze slipped pass unaware of my need to feel; to validate emotions beneath and beyond such frailties such as skin and heart. i shall linger in the shallow pond of disbelief and learn to embrace, my new empty
Dressed in poetic form, breasts Pushed up by sensual verbs, teasing curves Spelled 'pon ease of your hips. Moist letters Breeze freely from the curl of your lips. Your body breathes a poem that my body Longs to read, again and again and again.