To You, Love

by Cattiebrie   Mar 7, 2007

I am writing to you, Love
your finger slides across my bottom lip.
I love your face.
I can feel my hands caress you.
Your skin, so warm, inviting.
Your chest rises, I watch.
I taste your mouth, taste heat.
I am gazing, eyes clouded to reality
seeing you in the cracked plaster, ecru, neutral, non colour walls.
We know not of poverty,
when we are rich in love


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  • 12 years ago

    by mistressxsork

    Very powerful and descriptive. The emotion and depth were well throughout, a lovely job. Nice work. 4.7/5