PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

in magical colors
leery of night
pensive moments
suppress might
star struck fairy dust
those sparkles in his eyes
timid rituals
legions smite
upon prairies of promise
the wind whips up to fight
shirt tails and collars
dance without delight
ah and in that one
beloved instant
the earth's axle
slows to turn
at least in my heart
as my chin up
he tenderly brushes
a kiss can be more
than a mere kiss
after all
his gentle breath
whispers to my
trembling lips
when we join as one
in this particular
instant
gasp
he speaks
'The language Of Imagined Heaven'
now
with but the movement
of his glorious tongue...............
(Aug 9, 2013 505pm)