Close to her side i touch
moonstone skin, feel
nightlong eyes. …
falling dreaming- her breath
strokes me to sleep;
quickened pulse of her heart
aflame into the
nakedness of stars. …
comes the sky morning- sun
leaved dust, gentle.
Copyright © 05/19/2016 lance sheridan
Excellent.
Thanks so much, rabirius.
Such magnificent images – this is outstanding Lance – this carried me into a world of fantasy!
Barbara, I’m so very glad! You have my sincerest appreciation and gratitude! Peace and blessings.
What Barbara said. But, I was able to read this one realistically instead of fantastically. I really like this one, Lance.
Blaine, I’m very honored by all the reads, comments and support of my poetry. Truly grateful!
🙂 Bless You Lance!
Thank you, my wonderful friend!