February Wanting - Poem by Marshall Gass
Its that time of year again when the fires rage
for romantic nights and warm sensations wrapping
around you like a mink blanket. The candles
flicker a heartshaped flame and the table embroidery
clean and white like our new beginnings.
I just want to to hold your hand and read your eyes
glow in its sparkle and soak in its warmth.
What more can I ask for?
As Valentines Day counts down to its private
messages, I like
to start my own message build up
for that special day when our bodies and souls
will melt into moments of complete
We are one already.
Heres a dozen rose kisses to confirm it!
A dozen rose kisses for you!
© Marshall Gass. All rights reserved.
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