warm breath brush strokes
soft on flesh,
drawn on bodies
canvasses.
tracing seascapes,
sailing ships,
horizons beckoning
of bliss.
moon drenched dew drops
dance on skin
diamonds. - as if!
mystic wind
raising lacey
waves of sighs.
desire threatening
in skies.
passion's incense
clouds mid-air
swirl in sultry
pirhouettes.
flesh enmeshed in
throes of lust,
like oceans tempering
the coast.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem