Here's a little one for day three. It sounds a little kinkier than intended.
Sunday Morning
Your toes, touch the tips of mine,
As we lay side by side.
Sticky summer heat, creeps down my skin,
As I let it rest against yours.
And,
Sometimes, only sometimes
Your lips fit perfectly into mine.
romantic.
ReplyDeletesmiles.
invite you to contribute a poem to poets rally week 41, a free verse is accepted.
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