You have a sensual mouth
its fullness defining your
bold outlook on life and
concurring with the
message in your eyes…
that of which your lips
don’t speak,
as they are not for
speaking
or telling tales
or calling me to you….
I am drawn to your lips
when you open them
slightly and your breathing
escapes onto my face….
Then I meet them
and we kiss.
A fine poem Yuri, it draws the reader on with an innocence and subtle intrigue. Perhaps 'it's' rather than 'their' in S1, L2 - not that it matters, the meaning is clear. Most enjoyable. Rgds, Ivan
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ah the warmth, (and beauty) , of the unspoken thought which lives for you alone. Touchimg.