Sunday 21 October 2012

Lingers




Or is it? 
~*~
For all the purring of the feline kind
You linger on my melting mind
Soft caresses and tender kisses
To your touch my heart a skip misses
Slow hours trickling seconds by minute
Pleasures the silence couldn't mute
Lost in the icy blue ocean of your eyes
I forget the time as it gleefully flies
Yet if in words I could just express what is now missing
Maybe it could be found in the memory of the candle still burning.
Hours gone not so long ago now
To the needs slowly rising I could bow
Soon one hopes, sooner maybe
Those sensations could once more be...

Laurence Ramos
21/10/2012
2.55pm

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