I Trace Your Lips

I trace your lips with my fingerSuch pouty perfection in this faceI want to devour you right hereBut in public is not the proper placeSo I whisper one word: “tonight”& let you think upon that all dayYou’ll stew & simmer & imagineHow all this love will be conveyed

Returning To The World

  Returning to the world Finding life left unraveled A smile never so grand Home the best place traveled Warmth of simple comforts Never trading precious delights Beauty in these open arms Darkness eclipsed by light