Saturday, December 10, 2011

I Think You Love Me


Your face is rimmed in sunlight and auburn hair
Pink lips revealing a smile to take on the stars
Your hand dripping water, wanting mine gently
My eyes fall back on the river stones not to see

Your skin is reflecting the orange moonlight in my eyes
Sleeping eyes; black feathered lashes resting on your cheeks
Your hand resting hard on my thigh, making me feel
My eyes close and head roll back to bite my tongue

Your voice is dripping honey on my quivering lips
Tongue pressing your teeth as you whisper you want me
Your hand on my face, thumb caressing my chin to calm
My eyes water, head falls weary on your chest to refuse

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