Cinnamon Scented Images Poem by Tracey Witt
Cinnamon Scented Images
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Your fingertips murmur secrets to my body,
telling me of silken pleasures
and cinnamon scented images
while you enfold me in an embrace of tender strength....
Your lips continue
what your fingertips have started,
my neck...
my shoulders...
slowly down the inside of my arm,
listening closely
for those intimate murmurs
that only I can hear
Thursday, September 13, 2012
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