Crescent Beach

Monday, February 20, 2006


Closer

I saw your voice in the wind
bathed in jewel scented oils

crashing softly through my skin

like white light in the morning


I saw your lips painted red

apple peels in the moonlight

sweet like roses tucked in bed
sweet like star bright midnight


I felt your breath right next to mine

two warm candles dancing closer
like lost fires in the sun...
two hot candles drifting closer

2 Comments:

Blogger shepard said...

GORGEOUS

10:27 PM  
Blogger *-. aliCe .-* said...

apple peels in the moonlight
sweet like roses tucked in bed


utterly romantic... utopianly sweet

8:27 PM  

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