Tender Night Poem by Karina Bush

Tender Night

Rating: 5.0


My lover's
Breathing body
Comes behind me
Twice my size
Arm cross my breast
He is my maker
Skin cradled
Dressed in blankets
Made of rib
Gentle cells
In collapse
Locked and woven close
A design greater than us
He whispers
A wordless language
From an eyeless place

Monday, August 14, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: hero,love,night,passion,romantic
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Akhtar Jawad 03 September 2017

Liked this full of love poem.................................................

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