Nov 2018
daring moods
with intertwined laughter
and tangled legs in the midst of the night
where flickering shadows
expose fragments of images:
oil stained crystal-coloured eyes,
dark tousled hair that tickles cheeks
and wandering hands too.
daring moods
with arching backs,
quiet neck kisses
and hushed comments.
daring mood
when four words
escape rosy lips-
I quite love you.
daring mood
in which there is
no response back.
with intertwined laughter
and tangled legs in the midst of the night
where flickering shadows
expose fragments of images:
oil stained crystal-coloured eyes,
dark tousled hair that tickles cheeks
and wandering hands too.
daring moods
with arching backs,
quiet neck kisses
and hushed comments.
daring mood
when four words
escape rosy lips-
I quite love you.
daring mood
in which there is
no response back.
I feel as though there is a disconnection between myself and the ones I am meant to love, the ones that are good to and for me in which I disregard my affections towards them.
There seemed to be a lack of cure. Until you.
The first one to tell me that he loves me.
The first one that I feel I love back.
There seemed to be a lack of cure. Until you.
The first one to tell me that he loves me.
The first one that I feel I love back.
