Saturday, June 25, 2011


Brown bohemian eyes shine
Red lips to entice
To devour

Warm breath flows
Like a whisper
In a dark room

Cool rain
Patters against French doors
Streaks and trickles over clear glass

A touch that lasts forever
Buried deep
Branded to memory

A tremble
A sigh
Knowing this cannot be duplicated

No matter how many others 
You kiss
Or touch

You'll never be here again
Pleasure licking along your skin

Wild rush
Never see your soul
Reflected in your lover's eyes