Winter Kiss

I parted some slender thighs
and fasted on sleepy mouths
that tasted of winter delight cresting in slighted words
I buried in the moment, the hills, the delves that twisted and quickened in the wrist like tender burns

washed, alight, with tinder box candles trailing smoky skeins tracing the silence of words and eyes and lies that fail to crush
that winter kiss
that winter kiss and lips I once tasted
were only to be shared like some
Secret.

no, no secret there but perhaps between lips there is a secret
in her eyes
and her eyes
and somehow I want to see.
those parted thighs, those parted skies of heaven

One Response to “Winter Kiss”

  1. Ki Two Says:

    Oh, that is beautiful…

    :) Thanks for sharing.

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