Thursday, December 22, 2016

Whispers of poetry

First sight
First touch
Hearts race
Passion simmers
Clothes peeled away
Skin like sweet vanilla
Red rose tattoo
In full bloom
Fingers trace lips
Wet with anticipation
Bodies entwined
Minds melded
Cries in summer night
Sounds of ecstasy
Whispers of poetry
Before we slumber
©Josslyn Rae Turner

"Her pain was evident in the words of her writings, her beauty is as beautiful as the sun rays. But her eyes, her eyes showed her soul....