I see your desire.
Your body betrays your silence.
These aren’t love drunk kisses, to be washed away by the morning light.
When we are alone we become different.
Colored by the light in our eyes
I want to see you in the dark, glowing ever bright.
You are what you love, not what left you.
Don’t say a word, just come closer.
Let these lips speak to your heart, one kiss at a time.
Kissing Shadows (Pt. 2)
Categories: Poetry
Tags: acknowledgment, affection, Attraction, beauty, belief, Change, erotica, feelings, fondness, Intimacy, Kiss, light, perspective, Poetry, postaweek2013, Romance, sex, shadows, Stephen Quammie
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Double yes…
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