Saturday, June 25, 2011

Reflection

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
Drumbeat--staccato
Pleasure licking along your skin


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

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