Intense eyes swerve upon
an audience of unfaltering lashes
with underlying emotions
spellbound to the sweet songbirds rendition
piped and in readiness
Lips dance with chords
whilst the throat thrusts hunger
perfumed with loves choral vows
where finely tuned senses
reel in the wake of a well aimed breath
Moisture seeps through plumped mounds
waxing solid honey dewed droplets
preparing LOVE that it may neither slip
nor dry, till in Sync they meld
only to heave an yore
ne'er slipping off shore,
Forevermore!
Ch'erie de Perrot
Copyright 2007
CAL Copyright Australia Ltd
ouch ouch ouch Sweet Cherry Pie my little sweetness downunder this write is as passionate as it is beautiful and the soft sensuality for sure stirs the blood of all who feel the bite of romance. Great to see you back and posting such sweet pieces.
hugs
Fee
Lip syncing from way down under...hope you are still a bit warm, as early spring is still trying to hold on up this way...Love to the family, Ed, Rene & Rufuz
In the predawn hours during a solitary ride on her ranch, Montana Freeborn collides with Seth Phoenix, centaur-turned-man and the embodiment of her psychic visions.
I loved him. At age twelve he touched my heart with his music. At age twenty he captured my heart when our eyes met as he sat on a stage and sang Four months later, he fractured my heart with his refusal to allow us to stay together. At age seventy
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Fee
Blessings,
Joyce B.
This one is GLORIOUS! Lips, perfectly in sync - never to slip. :) Well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.