Posted on September 4, 2018 by Nik

Desire

What’s not to love about a little love poem ; )

Waiting

impatiently to savour
the smokey taste
tobacco wine chocolate dark
traveller’s lips upon mine softly
once more to hear that husky voice
chattering like water coursing across
mossy mountain rocks singing

the delirious song of being
into my soul under my skin waiting Read More