Free Verse # 255 (bared by his touch)

They kissed
and she bled upon his lips
the agony of waiting

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Waiting for a word
from her lovely lips
as the garden in snow
awaits a spring flower

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Carnival of bliss –
aflame with passion
his fingers into her skin burning
the skin of poetry.

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Sleeping with her name, a kiss tucked against my heart.

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Take all that I am, beloved, until nothing but you remains.

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The fragrance of her skin
like a bee I gather,
a nectar in my heart
to ferment into honey,
the fire of poetry.

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In his touch
she longed to become,
poetry…

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Bared by his touch,
a flower in summer rain.

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