Gray- -blustery weather
- -infringement on my flesh.
Warm in your eyes,
yes- -your eyes turn me
inside out- -aching for more
than a smile gives in a coffee shop.
I’m yours anywhere- -licking
whipped cream
from a five o’clock mustache- -
snacking lips play games.
Touch me- -tangle up my heart,
warm desire- -quickly
tuck me into you- -need
needs taming.
My hand in yours- -
one snow crystal in a blizzard.
I’m all yours- -
melt me.
Copyright 2010, by Suzie Ashby.
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