lazy love

lazy love

A Poem by Crystal Overmeyer-Birmingham

Sun sprinkles 
drenching our skin 
dripping on our souls 
quenching our thirst  
with golden hues and splashes of greens 
we hide from the tempest 
inside a fort designed by 
our lips and tangled limbs 
grabbing at my hip 
drawing me close 
all the while whispering 
with a wolfish smile 
I love this storm 

© 2015 Crystal Overmeyer-Birmingham


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This was great and didn't seem like a lazy love to me!

Posted 8 Years Ago


"our lips and tangled limbs
grabbing at my hip
drawing me close
all the while whispering "
Great descriptions in this write Crystal! I enjoyed it :)

Posted 8 Years Ago


Wow, what a stormy relationship - I adore this! We'd like love to be all soooo serene, but it's often quite like this. Well done Crystal, very creative, and yet real! :o)

Posted 8 Years Ago


doesn't seem "lazy" in the least...

Posted 8 Years Ago


Crystal Overmeyer-Birmingham

8 Years Ago

Thank you for your review
Chris

8 Years Ago

anytime... it was a fair and strong poem.
Your love awakens such beauty in the trembling of the storm. Yes, there is a magic delight in these touches of warmth when the world outside is alive in a fury of wildness. Loved this.

Posted 8 Years Ago


I love the way you started it!
Keep it up!!

Posted 8 Years Ago


wolfish smile,reminds me of robert lol a great love story

Posted 8 Years Ago


Lovely poem you have penned here Crystal, sensual and from the heart.

Posted 8 Years Ago


A really nice poem
thank you for sharing:)

Posted 8 Years Ago


Very nice poem!! wolfish...sign of the bad boy! :D

Posted 8 Years Ago


Crystal Overmeyer-Birmingham

8 Years Ago

The worst ... lol no really its my hubby he just reminds me of a wolf
terry smith

8 Years Ago

the wolf represents the lust in a mans heart, a mask safely worn by your hubby no doubt! :(
terry smith

8 Years Ago

sorry supposed to be a :)

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Crystal Overmeyer-Birmingham
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I am a poet by nature. Words just speak to me and color my world. I away think of poetry as painting with phases, just as vibrant and life giving as they are messy and complex. more..

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