Let my words
come close to you
They are my hands,
my lips,
my breath
They tenderly caress
your face
Embed you in
pink satin
A soft
whispering
on your skin
Just a few sweet words
for you
To taste me
To soothe you
To kiss
the bitterness
away
©RoseGirl2018
I love the pictures you use too!
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😊 I took this one in Loulé, in the south of Portugal.
When I write a poem, I choose intuitively a picture that has for me the feeling of the poem in it. Or sometimes one of my pictures inspire me to write a poem.
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Ah it resembles how I choose paintings and drawings !
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