Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Satin Kisses

I silently slide from sleep,
Roused to find
Moon's satin kisses
Press against my skin,
Softly slip down
Slopes of my thighs,
Caressed in her silver light.
*A gentle sigh*
For I simply wish hers
Were yours.

1 comment:

  1. This poem gets even better when I assume you're referring to: http://tinyurl.com/2vylzce