
Butter Cups
You came to the echoic winds
arousing evocative freedoms;
Cast from the embedded darkness
of solitude;
A stray butterfly…fluttering
upon dapples hue;
You gently planted a seed of hope…
In all the gracility of yourself
… she grew
Penetrating into this heart of emptiness…
Your lips are truly so sensual to know…
Your kiss …your sinuous kiss…sweet
like fresh dappled butter cups;
Warm and tender
upon the wet lusters of desire…
(Written: December 19th, 2009 6:42 a/m)
In Joy, In Peace, In Grace, In Harmony of Love
Embraced ~ Embrassé
poétesse d'amour ~ poétesse romantique
Copyright© 2009 Poetess Victoria L. McColley

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Your lips are truly so sensual to know…
Your kiss …your sinuous kiss…sweet
like fresh dappled butter cups;
Warm and tender
ummm i can taste those lips, yummy.
Dave.
Georg
Love & Goodness...
Sage