Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Mar 2011
The thump of our hearts beating in sync

My breath is caught, my mind is racing.

Admiring her beauty, her cheecks burning red

I take her by the hand, her skin as soft as silk

The chirps and whistles of nature fade

The aroma of lavender engulfs my senses.

We lean in. We kiss. My heart skips.

Her lips are lucious cherries,

Her eyes begging for another.

We caress each other, birds flying above.

What is this feeling, is it love?
Christopher Hayes
Written by
Christopher Hayes
Please log in to view and add comments on poems