My Purple Rose

My Purple Rose

By Windstorm Kells ©2005

 

Tingles of shy giggles

Lost upon the vibrations of her laughter

Vexed as to why me

But cuddling we fall asleep

 

Drifting on golden sun beams as she looks at me

Heart beating a million miles a second

Her breathing runs the factory of my mind

How I long to kiss the small of her back

 

Smooth and silky is her skin

I melt into her touch like river to ocean

Her moan rousting a dusty solider

Return home and kiss me

 

Little nips hither and dither

A longing sedated with just a smile

But lost upon ancient rivers of time

I hear her call like a larks first song in the morning

 

When we wake

I ask for just another second

One more kiss, one more nip

But alas her life calls

I cannot wait to see you again

Heather!

 

Reviews

[Brianna Brie]

Drifting on golden sun beams as she looks at me
Heart beating a million miles a second
Her breathing runs the factory of my mind
How I long to kiss the small of her back

Wow...I like your poetry about love. The picture is well painted in this one and the painting is called romance. Beautiful and creative words softly whispered. She is a lucky gal.

[Fran Marie]

A very romantic and sensual piece ~ wonderfully expressed and well penned~
THanks for submitting this lovely write to the Love Shack contest~Fran Marie

[Fabian G. Franklin]

Very sexy and well written. Favorite line; "Her breathing runs the factory of my mind."