A sweet October wind touches me
as sunlight trails a lovers
kiss across my skin;
the trees dance their last dance
before winter.
Leaves for the leaving.
A bittersweet farewell in umber,
the fall of red and gold
imbued with the longing
of a parting kiss.
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Like air, I’ll rise
you cannot see me
yet I’m felt
like the wind that whispers your name
or touches you
unexpectedly
a cool caress upon your cheek
.
Like air, I’ll rise
and greet your lips
in a kiss
and like a snowflake
melt
from your heat
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With every wet kiss
and every shared breath
pull me deeper into you,
until you become
the oxygen for my lungs,
the blood in my veins,
and the heat to my skin.
My unmet fire
unfettered
in your hands
becomes a blazing need
liberated.
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Photograph taken from Tumblr, unsourced.
Breathe out the fire of this desire
and allow the flames
to crackle.
Burning up the hours
between yesterday
and today,
my kiss found
hidden
within the smoke signals
drifting
upon the horizon.
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Photograph taken by SirenSong1208
Like air, I’ll rise
you cannot see me
yet I’m felt
like the wind that whispers your name
or touches you
unexpectedly
a cool caress upon your cheek
.
Like air, I’ll rise
and greet your lips
in a kiss
and like a snowflake
melt
from your heat
:
© SirenSong1208
All rights reserved
Photograph taken by SirenSong1208
The night breathes
And sighs your name
It peels the covers away
And stealthily slips into my bed
My lover
To kiss away the moonlight
I am dressed in
To make wicked the waning dark
Bringing about a blush
To rival the dawn
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Photograph taken from WhiteNoten
She looked levelly at him
‘this can be yours’, she said,
the plum kiss of her glistening lips a distraction from the words.
Still, he heard them and heeded their plea
the ichor of desire pumping hard and fast through his veins
ringing in his ears
a rushing river of carnal thoughts.
One look at her
and he could clearly see
that the shape of his destruction
would be found
in the curve of her sensuality.
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Photograph taken from Pinterest
