Brushed velvet


So, he kisses her
as with open eyes
she looks beyond.
The shift of his head
obscures and the
weave of waves
brushes past her lids.
His mouth explores
like well worn velvet
and she thinks of kisses
from another's lips,
in another time from now.





Poetry by Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2008-06-02 at 11:59

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BlueyedSoul
soft, yet deliberate
love the title and the winding of this write

blue
2008-06-13


limber junctionson
you do not love this man...could you love this man?..do you want o love this man...phew!
how velveti s his mouth?
An arresting write Elle that is going into my favourites.
2008-06-02


Rob Graber
To me, it is at once sad and sexy...
2008-06-02


salem
i loved what u wrote here
2008-06-02


Thomas Perdue The PoetBay support member heart!
A bit melencholic, I'd say... Nice work, though. I like it!
2008-06-02