of starlit love…

kiss me while I burn in the gentleness of spring

winter is only felt in the wind

if I could weep I would flood your earth

yet I am empty of that storm

the lighting of sun delivers warmth against paled lips

darkened doors fade

we are made of stardust my love






lacing of fingers

images of you

coursing my veins

pulse propulsions

chain reactions

feeling very piece of you

snaking me

you smell like honey and dew

and the sweet kissing of petals

heaving against my chest

cleave unto me

this tower rising of ache and moan

reaching for my throat

come draw it out of me

collapse me

come live as we breathe