Last night remains a scent
Remembered at slow length –
Drawn from the air, lingering about –
A secret kept under my breath.
The union of your soft lips
Upon mine – warm and precious –
Mixed with your fingertips
Touching my arms were luxurious.
Your flirting, like your words, stumbled –
Became nervous on cue.
Your eyes – brown like truffles –
Were delicious to my view.
Yes, above all else, your eyes
Are what I remember.
Let me kiss your eyes shut tonight
So that they might sleep better.
- Author: Amy Michelle Mosier ( Offline)
- Published: September 29th, 2023 21:57
- Category: Love
- Views: 2
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