My eyes
rest on angles,
then curves,
a happy tangle there and here,
and he rises without waking, tall and aching.
My cheek
presses his heart
a sun flowers in my belly
our breath bellows together,
I love his warmth, his kiss especially.
© 2/23/2015
The warmth of sincerity and passionate love always has its appeal. Thank you for sharing.
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