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Mar 2019
Her hand caressed my cheek again today.
My burning lips they tremble every time;
And every time it takes my breath away,
To see the endless beauty of her shine.

She whispered in my ear again today;
And guided me into a floating dance.
Her touch so light against my waist, we sway
And swirl, succumbing to the weightless trance.

She kissed me on my lips again today.
A breeze against the heat of my old skin;
And I gazed into her eyes of shining grey,
Pleading to release me from her sin.

She beguiled me with her eyes again today;
And caused a stutter in my willing heart.
I sob because I need to get away,
Even when I don't want to be apart.

Her voice sang me to sleep again today,
where she's almost within my desperate reach;
and in my dreams I am the queen of fey;
I almost get the closeness I beseech.
death emotional
Marla
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Marla  21/F/The windmills of my mind
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