Saturday, January 3, 2009

3.


sometimes i get caught up 
in the gentle curve of your collarbones
and i take in a short, acute breath
before letting out a long sigh
of captivated fascination.
not out of romance,
or lust, or passionate longing,
but out of loving the sweetness in your subtlety,
and feeling the breathing warmth of your beauty.

some days i cry because i never believed the world could be so bright.

3 comments:

  1. Well. I haven't met you, but I'm guessing that you're probably stunning.

    Bweedlee, Bwoodloo. This is lovely! Kookookoo.

    [This is the best way I can communicate once my brain starts yelling at me to get some sleep.]

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