October 10, 2012

A Woman’s Love

Filed under: Poetry — migueltio @ 8:41 pm

Eyes so inviting

the heart to race

setting the skin

amass with chills

as a stare so deeply

engages a heat

in the belly

and a shaking of

the soul.


Skin a color

of perfection

a honey golden

brown a white

as fresh fallen

snow a red of

a new blossomed rose

yellow like the

golden sun or

dark as a night

full of illuminous

 stars each color

inspiring the deepest



A tender touch

a scent of sweetness

a head of hair

with a glisten brighter

than woven gold

a taste of essence

a bead of sweat

from passionate desire

a touch of colorful glory

like the beautiful tattoo

she might be wearing.


Nothing touches

nothing tingles

nothing warms

and makes you dance

with such a flow

of energy

with such a kiss

of delight.




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