All that you are
Breathes inside me.
My words captive,
My bare soul enwrapped,
In this urgency of longing.
This quilt of naked fire,
Like forces full of spring,
To loosen my senses
To no beginning nor end.
All that you are,
Your fire, the brilliance
Of your smile, pulls me in
To a home I have never known.
A simple touch; your sounds
Entice me, I am bound
To the years and to the kisses
Not yet lived, my Aria
I am here, our time awaits.
Janete Cabral Copyright 2003-2010
2 comments:
Lovely. The line "This quilt of naked fire" is wonderfully evocative - both erotic and comforting.
Thanks Steve!
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