Tall evergreen reaches to the sky
Chatty birds commentary
Soaring, speeding,
Unaware, of you and I.
I reach for your hand firm,
My soul pulsates and burns
Singing waterfall holds wet slick rocks
Wild, springing water
Cascades down.
Our mouths so close, yet we do not touch
Smile upon our lips,
All this from one soft
Touch.
Picture: http://www.themagickalcupboard.com/Waterfall0509.jpg
1 comment:
Oh my gosh, this was amazing and sorta hot too..wow, your talent never ceases to amaze me! I wish you saw what I see!
Happy Poems!
G~*
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