careless days drifting

Careless days drifting softly

over my tongue like apricot honey,

sweet and slow on summer’s edge.

 

How the sun paints your cheeks

with a hint of rose-kissed blushes

and you dance; rhythm and rouge.

 

Rain can’t wash off your radiance;

no lipstick smeared, chalked cheeks,

just a scent of apple-orchard bouquets.

 

And me, dabbled in the shallow shade

where sometimes I’ll stop breathing

in wondered dreams wrapped in warm skin.

 

How the world melts away in a smile,

warmish-whispers dancing on wind;

I found hope, and hope has your eyes.

Reviews

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

This is beautiful ......and hopeful...just like her eyes. I am sending out warm breezes and light dear friend. Wonderland is the most magical in these moments.

[An owl on the moon]

Oh dear Queen, how time flies! Forgive me, for I'm late, I'm late... Thank you SO MUCH for your presence here my friend.