I love to kiss you softly
When you are sleeping
And with each kiss wash away
The worries you are keeping.
On crisp white linen
Rests your face so fair
Across the pillows snake
The red tendrils of your hair
Stirring embers of longing
With tentacles of fire,
I run my fingers through them
Awaking my desire.
I love to kiss you gently
While silently you dream
When the stillness of your body
Isn’t quite what it may seem
When flickering eyelids and
The turning of your head
Betray inner thoughts and
Hide the secrets of the dead.
Your ruby lips begin to part
With every breath you take
Whispering sweet promises
You hardly dare to make.
I love to kiss you sweetly
As you lie quiet at rest
Your long arms folded crosswise
Upon your rising chest.
On wind burnt cheeks
My kisses carefully placed
On stubble chin and careworn
Fingers tightly interlaced
From sinewed silken neck
To ploughed and furrowed brow
My love to you is given
As you awaken now.
February 2002
This is so much more than just a poem about loving. 'And with each kiss wash away The worries you are keeping.' If only we could do that for our beloved. Then we wouldn't feel so impotent to take care of the most precious person in our life.
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A soft poem on love and lovely thoughts. The poem, so well written, deserves full marks and I gladly give it: 5 Stars *****! I recommend this poem to be selected as the 'Member Poem of the Day' for any day soon.