Tuesday, December 20, 2011

day 149

Because I want to undress your inner thoughts with
   just the touch of my eyes.
Let my lashes dance in the palm of your hands,
   palm tree sway in Southern weather.
I promise to be gentle,
chivalry  is best done by women.

Evening love,
you are candlelight cozy. Suede leather
sofa. Love seat caresses. I am
sitting on a cloud. I am loving you
like clouds. Light and passable,
   seeing shapes like sophomore
year geometry. Let us bend
tonight. Let us love.

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