Eyes of Coffee

A cute love poem

Your eyes, colored like strong coffee

Provoke

Provocation,

Like soft tips of fingers touching,

Yearning

And resisting.

 

The waves of your hair flow

Like soft rain

Into a desert garden

Of roses.

 

The perfume like softness

In your voice

Intoxicates

My imagination,

While your touch tantalizes

Every inch of me.

 

Reviews

[Sorry Infamous]

"Like soft tips of fingers touching,"
I could really feel the yearing in this well written delight of a poem. Thanks for sharing.

[Shawn Purcell]

Thanks a lot. I'm really glad you like it