| Wednesday, August 29, 2007 |
| vivid... |
Tender kisses trail along a silky dim mist,
And with them, your name lingers on my lips.
All vanish as dewy murmurs surrender to the day.
Patient desire survives in dreams and tales.
This is only my imagination.
You reappear in wandering tendrils of musing,
A deep, gentle resonance caressing my ear,
Words once spoken, return to ease my longing.
Laughter, yours and mine together, a balm to my ache,
But, it’s only my imagination.
A cool summer breeze awakens my skin.
Or is it a sigh of fingertips drifting through my hair?
A familiar hand reading buttery contours?
The flavor of your velvety scent lingers on my tongue.
I’m sure of it, certain it's you.
Or maybe it’s only my imagination.
Late at night, again, you come to me.
Blind to the crippling shame of my brokenness,
The weight of your body presses away my fears.
Whispered kisses intoxicate with honey-wine bliss,
And I slip into delirious calm with you.
Yes, you are with me,
Vivid, in my imagination. |
posted by MsApples @ 11:44:00 PM  |
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Home: Miami, Florida, United States
About Me: 46 year old NYC Cuban Love Goddess, now residing in MIA, divorced, mom to 2 teenagers, overworked & underpaid educator to loving, yet outta control students...I am intelligent, creative, sexy, compassionate, funny, sarcastic, loving, fucked up, romantic, spontaneous, moody at times, confused, confusing, a bit geeky, helpful and helpless at times, a good listener and a good friend.
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