Gold Silken Threads

Silken fingers wrap us in its cocoon,
so gently entwined like finely spun gold.
It holds us tight in the warmth of its womb
and nestles us sweetly into its fold.

In the depths of beauty we dance and writhe
as the silken threads mold us into one.
Our bodies sway till they're supple and lithe
and eminates love that shines like the sun.

Endulging in sound, the smell and the taste,
a movement that dances in harmony;
with echoes of whisperings made in haste,
leaves us in the arms of gentle beauty.




Poetry by Kiran
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Written on 2007-09-26 at 18:08

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F.i.in.e Moods The PoetBay support member heart!
a tender rendition of love's beauty upon hearts... it's a very nice poem... it makes the reader drift in rêveries... thanks :f xx
2007-09-26