. . a moment of bliss . .
By NikesRain
skies that smell of snow
remind
me that his touch holds
the deepest caress of passion
with
the lightest elegance
clouds stretching with cool
palms
brushing the heavens
the most gentle of fingers
creating
a subtle shivering
so deeply intimate
there are
no words
it transcends beyond
any mortal definition
utterly entrancing
enfolded completely
one soul against the other
his hand drifting down my back
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Copyright 2012 NikesRain
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On Friday, February 10, 2012, FadedBlues
(2169) wrote:
...your poems sparkle, not artificially, like diamonds, but like a Van Gogh night full of stars...(whew! I work hard at these comments...)
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On Thursday, February 9, 2012, Magdalena
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Breathtaking imagery and write.
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On Thursday, February 9, 2012, dwells
(4285) wrote:
Gave me shivers to read this, and the smell of snows long-forgotten, thanks.