Sparkles and moonbeams and hummingbirds - just so, A floating halo...
Honeysuckle and lavendar scents wafting so near - twisting, sidling, inveigling within...
Weeping-willow fronds drape softly closed and hovering hiding, shielding, embracing...
awaits - right there... as she - lips upturned to heaven's heights eyes half-lidded with heart's full weight knows so very, very deeply within - his lips brushed her soul again - and for'er marked her... his.
I really enjoyed this. I read erotica-type poems on here, but they are never my bag. The beautifully, subtle poem that you created here is always more to my liking. To me raw emotion and feelings are more alluring than T & A any day.
"Life is a terminal disease." All the doctors have basically told me so.
"Life is an adventure... Pain, well you deal. Thanks for being here. 06/21/2020
I'm back and working on. I've been.. more..