VisionsA Poem by Kathryn SmithI had a vision of you and I The white window was cracked open 4 walls delicate yellow Morning dew outside Birds signing Breeze whispering Against our skin Night fading My fingertips graze your cheek White sheets cover us Eye to eye You put your lips close to mine But they do not touch Our hearts broken But souls joyous So joyous there are tears In my heart And in your Soul This love Forbidden This attraction Dangerous Our kindred fire Reckless But you pull me close In silence And I nestle in Soaking you No one has to know That we love In secrecy and in quiet visions © 2019 Kathryn Smith |
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Added on April 2, 2019 Last Updated on April 2, 2019 Author
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