WATER'S LAUGHTER
(Being An Early Christmas Poem For Jan)
She laughs
like water
pours herself
into my embrace
takes whatever shape
(cuddle hug Indian ******
statue Kamasutra)
within these
arms
I kiss her
with a love
that cannot
harm her
me the container
of who I am
holding her love
like water's laughter.
Dec 14, 2015
Dec 14, 2015 at 4:48 AM UTC
WATER'S LAUGHTER
(Being An Early Christmas Poem For Jan)
She laughs
like water
pours herself
into my embrace
takes whatever shape
(cuddle hug Indian ******
statue Kamasutra)
within these
arms
I kiss her
with a love
that cannot
harm her
me the container
of who I am
holding her love
like water's laughter.
