Magnet

 

As beautiful 

as the sun glistening on the gentle

rippling waves touching the horizon.

Over open seas, the yellowy orange light

caresses the water

and beckons the night to dive in.

I could wade in your oceans forever.

Swim deep

in the depths of  your beauty,

more enticing than any weather.

Perfect - absolutely.

As beautiful as any land,

as wondrous as the sky above.

I would love to be able to fly,

So I can float in your perfect love.

 

Like the images that seep 

from a t-shirt in a downpour, 

I want to be the ink that leaks 

onto the canvas of soft skin.

The colours that caress

and blend with every crease,

every delicate piece

of silken flesh

onto which I pour,

I want to explore.

I pour myself into the cracks

I try to hide.

Seeping into any pore I can find,

 

We lay silent except for shallow breathing,

flush cheeks, hands teasing.

Pleasing, fingers leafing,

receiving, releasing and squeezing.

Cuddled tightly in a huddle,

body heat haze in the breeze

from open windows,

we snuggle,

and I think to myself

in those quiet seconds,

this could be heaven

and I thank whoever made this life,

because he made perfection,

your skin a magnet to my fingers.

 

 

 

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