Your chocolate eyes are on my mind…
I see your tall frame
Legs outstretched beneath a patio table
Pork pie hat tilted at a rakish angle
And all I want is to touch your face
To listen to the music of your voice
How it makes my heart race
In days of old
When I was bold…
I would reach out with no hesitation
Run my thumb over the perfect plum
Of those lips that beg to be kissed
With each syllable that is echoed
In those deep, dark, chocolate eyes
Desire, mirrored in cocoa
I’m back from the cold
And if truth be told…
You’ve sparked me into a torch
So intensely alive
I could weep with joy
For even the scorch
Of this one evening with you
And nothing more than the sum
Of these words dipped in honey
From your lips of dusky plum
~ kei
25 June 2015
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You don’t like Pork pie hats? 😉
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