Sunday, August 27, 2017

Sun shadow

too far ahead kills moments
the tastes I crave
licking dew from unopened petals
before noon

may I swim in your puddles
the sun won’t spare
know the softness of butterfly wings
while its calm

eye can love you tenderly
in just one breath, and you will see
that we can dance like spiders do
a delicate ballet for two

don’t hesitate
relax and drift into me
don’t pull back
let the breeze of my love set you free

taste my lips
like rain drops upon your mouth
feel my warmth
like the comforter soft on your bed

if we both were blind
and could not speak
would our fingers tremble
what would we remember

when it’s time to catch your breath
let the sun sweep away the dream
and with a smiling heart
rise refreshed, as the memory fades away

©08.27.2017

2 comments:

Eric said...

Original copy:

too far ahead kills moments
the tastes I crave
licking petals sun kissed
before its noon

may I swim in puddles
that won’t last long
know the softness of butterfly wings
while its calm

eye can make love to you forever
in just one breath
and we can dance an entire lifetime
in a bed-full of heartbeats

don’t think too hard
just relax and drift into my words
don’t pull back
let my love blow your clothes away

taste my lips
like rain drops upon your mouth
feel my warmth
like the blanket you cling to each morning

when it’s time to catch your breath
let the sun sweep away the dream
open your eyes with a smile
and refreshed, let the memory fade

©08.27.2017


Eric said...

1st Revision:

too far ahead kills moments
the tastes I crave
licking dew from unopened petals
before noon

may I swim in your puddles
the sun won’t spare
know the softness of butterfly wings
while its calm

eye can love you tenderly
in just one breath, and you will see
that we can dance like spiders do
a delicate ballet for two

come to me
come to me
come to me
come to me

don’t think too hard
allow me to ease your mind
don’t pull back
let the breeze of my love set you free

taste my lips
like rain drops upon your mouth
feel my warmth
like the comforter soft on your bed

if we both were blind
and could not speak
would our fingers tremble
what would we remember

when it’s time to catch your breath
let the sun sweep away the dream
and with a smiling heart
rise refreshed, as the memory fades away

©08.27.2017