Your caress
spoke to me
of love
your words
caressed me
touched me
with longing
your voice
held me close to you
your lips
shaped my name
transformed
me into a kiss
my soul
a butterfly
held in the palm
of your hand
and... released.
Oh I like this! I love the way the sense swap...so that a carese speaks and words carese as if all the membes of the orchestra swopped instruments! The last line is beautifully time and... love GinaXXX
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautifully written as always..... Ruthie