AMOR

Me_cafe_rougeby Jake Murray07 Nov 2014

AMOR

The honey skin of my lover
spreads before me, her breasts
lush like the ripest fruit,
her eyes moist like pools of
water, her gaze shines like
gardens of gold. She moves,
her breath like the summer wind
smoothing my mind to harmony.
Her arms caress me, brushing
my skin like clouds on the waves
of distant shores. Her
laughter rings like temple bells.
Her voice is the bubbling of
springs. She moves towards
me like a dancer. She cradles
my heart. She sings.