Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Velvet Mouth

Velvet Mouth:

the light sways on your lips

(honeyed breaths in morning glory)

soft hand to touch;
draped kiss to melt;

crimson petals, dew-filled;

slow lake of thorns:
pleading tips

(a lovely rush to draw)

The poem written above is from my self-published collection of writings, "In/Within."

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