(and wow... I have loyal readers?!?! Thank you M!)
I've listened to you vent and seen you smile.
Fingers dancing across strings and keys.
Hair that begs for me to touch it,
Humor sharp and bright and dark.
Lips like beacons.
Will it be soft and sweet, warm with a chocolate heart,
Or will it be deliberate and calculated to spike my heart rate?
Will there be thunder and lightning as our mouths battle for top billing,
or gentle dreams and smooth silk?
Hesitant, knowing, curious, tempting, dark, brilliant.
I think that's what it will be like.
Why don't we find out?
3 comments:
Mmm … Nice. It makes me really want to be kissed.
Yes . . . kissing is harmless, exciting and can lead to some really fun things!
Mrrrowr! It's poems like this that remind me how lucky I am to have you in my life.
And I'll be happy to follow up on it when we're not 90 miles apart. :)
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