Ripples Of Your Kiss Poem by Kewayne Wadley

Boats sail down the shimmer
Of your skin,
A river of golden brown.
A sky full of lashes break open
Welcoming the sunshine
Of your eyes.
Swaying back & forth
The river of your skin calm.
This boat floating down the running stream.
The sails crackle & flap,
Finding solace.
Shea butter canvas sail, safe.
Floating down the river
Of your golden brown.
Sailing down under the clouds
Of your eyes.
Rocking & swaying,
Heading closer to your lips.
The boat that sails in the ripples
Of your kiss