Mysterious dark eyes focused on the road
Pink wet tongue stuck out in concentration,
As he navigates the twists and turns,
Of my heart, and
The rise and fall of my soul.
He is my great love.
Fingers with nails chewed short from nervousness,
Trace cautious circles on my soft supple skin
Eyes sparkling and lips parted in anticipation
Each shaky breath pregnant with potent promises,
That trickle down his lips, to slip between mine.
The love of my life
Skin that smells of adventure, and coffee in the mornings,
Whispers of true love, wafting away with the steam
Swimming in the warm, dark liquid
YOU ARE READING
A Collection of Poetry: Inspired by Liz Lochhead.
PuisiLower Six has written a selection of poems based on Liz Lochhead - the set poetry writer for their year. The focus of the poems was impressionist imagery, captured voices, and a sense of vividly portraying a moment in time, or a person.
