I love drawing you into me
Breathe me in watching the words
Fall out of my mouth.
Sense the movement of lips,
Of tongue rolling inside velvet wetness
Forming sounds soft
Carried in sweet scented breath
I see green eyes travel
Memorising shades and shapes
Learning the music they make,
Unconsciously wishing, wanting.
Carelessness will make you fall into me
You will be received
As soon as you let go.
stunning images the heart finally seeing truth and the need for love else no color no sound a fine poem
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This is a soft, enchanting music, ringing into my ears! Very expressive, suggestive! If music is the food of love, let's play on! (Not my words, you know whose,)