There is a thirst
of many days
restrained in our body,
chained words on lips of dreams...
I think of her
the smell of oak essence,
memories of magnolia,
the salty wind of the sea returns...
She says she will be here
in just a few days,
her presence floats for a moment,
I wrap my whole being anxiously!
At that moment of full sensation,
my hands are sunk in grapes,
and my body feels surrounded
by her loving arms...
Comments (7)
Merry Christmas
SR
You have the makings of a very fine rare... love in this romantic piece of art...loved it
Stunning thoughts...
Thank you for sharing
Martina xxx
Ken
Ken
Thank you for the visit..
Ken
Ken