A Poem by Ms. Starr

i'm looking forward to kissing you. 
i can hardly wait to learn the trace of your jaw, 
of your lips and 
the curve of your hair against the warm skin of your neck
oh, i'm anticipating the touch of your fingertips
along my hips.
i'm pale of affection and i ache for the heat of your body.
 i want to bask in the charismatic radiation pulsing from your eyes,
i burn with the temptation to delve into the chill of your heart,
i'm prepared for you to steal my breath and hold me under
till i find the warmth bubbling deep beneath 
the caving bridge of your spine,
a bridge i'll lightly tap my finger across
and drop stones,
trying to grasp just how far i'll have to fall,
determine just how long i have to jump before you collapse
under the weight of my expectations,
the fire of my curiosity
and float away down the rapid river of yourself. 
you're unfamiliar territory 
but i've been studying your landscape for years, 
my dear.
i'm at the foot of our inclination, 
and all i can think is how close i am
to the point of no return. 

© 2012 Ms. Starr

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Added on September 21, 2012
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Ms. Starr
Ms. Starr


I enjoy writing. I don't do it enough. I'm unmotivated, uninspired, and have learned that unless you are deemed important or special enough for modern society, your words will generally go unheard. I'.. more..

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