![]() YouA Poem by V
Your hand lies lifeless on the edge of the bed, last night was no dream at all. Your smooth skin so delicately fresh and yet, you are so still, so statuesque. I look away for a moment feeling blinded by your beauty, robbed by un-innocent thoughts, which are rampaging through me, as I yearn to touch the soft skin between your fingers with my shivering lips. Each inch of your body is so perfectly placed and reveals no hint of awkwardness or being late for anything. No suspicion of stumbling, fumbling or almost falling down the stairs. This moment is pure perfection, not even sleep appears to have ruffled your immaculate strands of hair. Your body, deliciously soft, with a smoothness far beyond silk, breathes with sweet, silent breaths. I stand above you, watching as if I were your personal guardian angel, and yet, I feel inadequate for the task at hand. The world would melt to see you now, so beautiful on your pedestal of sleep.© 2009 VAuthor's Note
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