Monday, January 2, 2012

mulled wine in the dark

before too long
our yearning will grow
too warm for candles
and stretch outside of the safety
of the shadows they provide
i want my fingertips to reside
in the gentle sweep of cleavage
that's akin to rolling waves
i suspect our first kiss
will have the taste
of mulled wine in the dark sipped slow
chocolate and toffee chips
and the passion below.

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