Sleeping Beauty

 

Torrential happiness rains down on him.

Desire strickens his being.

He stares at his wife.

Her sandy brown hair feathered out on her pillow,

he lifts a strand from her face while she's sleeping.

The scent of her strawberry shampoo tickles his nostrils.

He drinks in her beauty.

 

Light blue eyes as vibrant as a setting sun

lowering into the horizon is breath-taking.

He could stare into those eyes of beauty that twinkle with radiant light and laughter  and get lost forever.

 

Her bare tanned skin is aglow and silky to his touch.

Sultry lips so delectable and enticing,

he wants to taste them.

Her harmonious voice is music to his ears.

A warm sensation blankets him as he watches her sleep.

 

He glides his hand down her long sexy legs.

Pure ecstasy unravels his senses as her feminined

body rubs up against him.

His breathing becomes rapid.

 

In the dawn of light he watches her sleep.

Her exquisite features all innocent and peaceful.

His heart swells with love for his sleeping beauty.

Reviews

[Valentine]

You mean she didn't wake up !!!!!!!! Very sweet and soft write,,Kathie

[KAREN]

The flow and imagery is beautiful! The poem itself is breath taking and very romantic!

[Ladysue]

this was so soft and so adoringly beautiful...exquisitely done...

[Norma M Sutton]

This is a interesting point of view.

[Wolfgang Handley]

Great job description wise. You did well painting a picture of a silent love, with words.

[Linear]

What a wonderful display of adoration, to watch his wife while she gently slumbers to feel her warmth through lightly caressing fingers trace, to breathe in the scent of hair as her breasts gently rise and fall with each beautiful exhaltation.