Little did I know that the illusion of some safety to be found,
Would gracefully turb into something real,
Curls that got tangled in my fingers,
Forehead imprinted with fading lines of worrisome,
Brown eyes with a sparkle of green fixed on mine,
Swimming through my soul
Making waves that put my mind at ease,
A broad chest with some shy hair,
Like isolated archipelagos equidistant to your nipples,
A belly soft enough to be used as a pillow,
With a hairy path to the heaven that resides between your legs...
Oh, those legs that can imprison my hips for hours,
Those thick legs and at the same time so light on my shoulders,
Those playful toes, I love to kiss softly,
One by one like verses of a holy prayer...
Little did I know that the illusion of some safety to be found,
Would have your name and surname,
Would taste like your shoulders, so fresh,
Would feel so warm just like when I'm inside you,
Like a hermitage crab trying out a new shell
To make it its home...
Little did I know that illusion would easily turn into reality,
With you sleeping soundly by my side..
From top to toe,
A marvelous man.
From top to toe,
A scrumptious temptation.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Death and Rebirth: All shades of love
PoesíaPoems about long-gone lovers, and the one whom I call my soulmate.