forevermoreA Poem by Lydia Shutterphotography by ilya rashap was it his quiet intelligence drawing me further into his
arms? perhaps.... was it his discerning sensuality that seduced me? possibly... all that is certain is a constellation of butterflies in varying shapes and sizes swam through my veins revolving and then spinning like multicolored divas repeatedly whispering his name in pitch perfect harmony when i awakened from the remnants of my dream the effervescence of stars danced upon my tongue that’s why the
pockets of my jeans are blissfully filled with
the magic of romantic moons overflowing
with the scent of his cologne on my pillow cascading
memories of the morning after the night before linger right
there… tickling
the spot on my hip that belongs to HIM forevermore © 2017 Lydia ShutterFeatured Review
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