at last, the day folds to dusk
and our stiff masks fall aside, forgotten
in the room, ready for the flint of our skin
my fingers trace, retrace veins of desire
remembering the drip of golden honey
from mouth of your song
love me
with all the certainty you can muster
chocolates to red
sweet, with heat, twines with peppered kick
we melt: sea of flames
the sight of strawberry moon, rising
to straddle your hips
slow dance of tango,
musky perfume of ripe fruit, fresh rain
raking memories stolen with hard kisses
in your arms, enamoured
by the fire in your eyes, blazing bold
as stark blue flower-
i am sky - resting amidst waves of contentment
as starlight dims
love, hold me closer
you are the salt of my poetry
Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - Desire and Sexuality, hosted by guest HA, Anmol. It's been some time I have published a poem in this blog. Please join us when the pub opens at 3pm EST. Thanks for the visit ~
