Saturday, September 07, 2013

 

 


Desideratum...



Cheek lightly placed against your

softness, whispers in your ears;

a curdled expression of love. 


And your breath, swiftly

mingling with mine when

we are this close; the smell of your skin,

the aroma that even Gods

distill in phials and

indulge in commerce with.



The casual touch of my lips

to yours - as we gaze and 

convey our gnawing ache to the other.

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