Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Nothing feels like you

Poem by Marc Aupiais

I feel your presence as I sleep,
Lying behind me,
Cuddling me!

I know better than to turn,
To meet with your ghostly feat!

I feel your kisses on my lips,
Your breath on my ear,
My cheeks,
And I do kiss your ghostly eyes!
Closed for my kiss!

No comments:

Post a Comment

No spam, junk, hate-speech, or anti-religion stuff, thank you. Also no libel, or defamation of character. Keep it clean, keep it honest. No trolling. Keep to the point. We look forward to your comments!