Friday, April 8, 2011

A Moment

The conversation
Soft and selfless words exchanged
Alone we stand
in surround sound of chirps and birds of song
A teasing breeze
Verdant landscape in our periphery
The salient feeling within

The smile
and the warmth of her breath
a synchronous touch of hands
and simultaneous desire to embrace
The caress of her breast upon my chest
we look into each other’s eyes
capturing for memory’s sake

1 comment:

  1. Nice!
    We are poems
    No words now; we speak in touch
    Shivering stanzas

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