Sipping Rhythms

Exquisite is the flavor of your lips

As fingers trace the angles of your face

I drink you down in little tiny sips

And savor every nuance of your grace

While grasping at last traces of the moon

The dwindling passion drapes across our eyes

And masks the fact that daylight’s coming soon

To steal nocturnal fervor from the skies

We lose ourselves to dark before the dawn

For casting shadows only helps to see

That one more chance to fuse has come and gone

And parts of you are separate from me

The daylight comes illuminating fear

But beating hearts assure that we are near


One response to “Sipping Rhythms

  1. Some incredibly beautiful imagery here…

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