here is me writing heartletters
with bare finger; my page, your skin
words flowing over rolling hills
and scrawling your valleys, too
all through gloaming to night
to taste shadows growing long
with each and every bite
every syllable song ringing
rhyme with euphoric firefly
10 responses to “scrawl”
Wonderful imagery!
Thank you, Bob 😊
Wow, gorgeous and sensual.
Thank you, Jennifer. Glad you liked it. 💙
Beautifully constructed, sensual language and tone. ‘Reading’ the body like braille, that fingertip touch – shiver-making stuff. 🙂
Thank you, Laura. Glad you found it enticing 😊
Skin being a page is poetry magic
Thank you, Natalie 💙
Gorgeous
Thank you, Tara 💙