Amidst bright eyes witness the shadows
that only come out at night
dancing along in the moon's beam of silvery light.
Sorrow seeps in droplets when
shadows morph into ill-forgotten dreams
sending shivers down the spine.
Craving for the golden light of the sun
the warmth of its fingertips against succulent skin
sway between the rainbows' neon colours.
Blue with green for animalistic need and envy
purple and pink inspired by playful games
with belts... flesh... me and you.
Orange and red for the fire I burn within
every so often scolding myself in the process
golden yellow from the haze of the sun.
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Author:
kitty the naughty poet (
Offline) - Published: March 31st, 2022 01:42
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Comments4
Good write Katie.
Thanks mate
when you flex on us
your Poetry, has us reading
with our shades - on
😎
Bright Star! dear sensual Poet
conqueror
over sorrow's, strife
how I cherish, this rare glimpses
of your Poetic genius..
what a privilege,
thank you!
for choosing to share..
may you ever remain
playfully, Bright
questing
for gaiety's, light!
Really like your poem .. Katie )
Beautiful colourful words Katie.
Andy
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