Thursday, August 11, 2011

Poetry Corner - Poems

I write poems on my lover's back.
When he folds me in his arms,
I let my fingers dance along his arms and slip behind his head.
His curls wrap 'round my fingertips as I go in for the kiss.
Clothes fall away and skin to skin we memorize each curve and sigh.
Then as he slips down at my side and drifts away to sleep,
I write across his back.
The words I wish that I could say.
The thoughts that keep me up at night.
The dreams that only lovers share.
I write poems on my lover's back.

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