slipping across
soft
and
waiting lips,
so many soft
round globes
bounce like bubbles
along my tongue…
the perfect sweetness of the unkown:
sweet or bitter
drawn, or succulent…
each orb
holding
a tiny promise of
Summer…
and all his
anticipatory delights.
a gorgeous mystery until…..
A thunder of pleasure
explodes
into a happy mouth…..a taste
of stars and suns….
a taste, my love
of all to come.
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serendipity II
sometimes
a little sparrow
sings
to me.
why?
it’s
no mystery:
he is happy,
thrilled, and
very enthused
about the feelings
which have infused
this soul:
turning my anticipation
to liquid gold
magic is real
but still I kneel
praising the Universe for this deal
silly words
put aside for now;
act two complete,
now take a bow.
Beauty
slips
through
the corner
of
your smile and,
i
smile too.
your perfect
little
heart
shines
through
eyes rich
in wisdom
and
love.
a gift
to be
protected.
a gift
to be
reflected.
a gift,
divine…
in
the
corner
of
your
smile.
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