red hot mama: Kiss First
By dele_campbell - About Me - E-mail this page - Add to My Favorites - Add to Blog List - See other blogs in Poetry
About this Blog
That arch of brow; I kiss the space Between those orbs of permanent surprise Half forgotten sighs And thighs and shrieks and cries Flutter of the downy under wing of yesterdreams I still remember Even though her hands have made you soft Mine make you hard Her whisperings have knit you strong and brave Mine will undo you She gave you sons and warmth , a home And all her life she’s built you For this moment when I claim back What is mine
Recent Entries
Blogs
Previous: One moment - New Entries - Next: How was it for you?