| Your lips on my skin Light as butterfly wings. Fluttery, lightly tracing My brows, lips, the little freckle At the corner of my mouth Leaving behind a whisper of promise. Sunlight meanders across your face As leaves dance joyfully To the delicate music of a zephyr. The green of your eyes is the color of A clear drop of water on spring grass. You smile at me Close your eyes Give in to a kiss. |