Your curled lips in embers hue, brings my heart to servitude.
I lie awake at night, imagining a lingering yet soft repose,
Of a kiss from your reddish mouth, a blooming rosep0l.
I could not guess its rapture felt, as my lips caress your mouth.
I only know, they only met, and all the storms will cease of yet.
The peace will beckon forth to spring, as softly as the robins sing.
And with the moment lasting long, a lingering somber near me brings,
My heart and soul for you to steal, and have until time it yields.
And freezes for eternity, forever in obscurity.
The kiss will be so simple, yet love will there endeavor.
To make the moment and the taste last just about forever.
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Comments1
Romantic images painted in this write. It reads tender and soft with a lingering taste of a kiss. A lovely write
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