I fight your urging to open my eyes
In the hopes last night might never end
As feather light fingers trail up and down my spine
Invisible chills follow

Your whispers daring me to lay lifeless
I can’t keep my smile from showing you
There is no place I’d rather be
Your warm body pressing against me
Photo flash images rifle through my mind
Fanning the left over embers of a red hot seduction
Weeks in the making

Entwined in the morning light
I can almost pull the meaning of life out of your giving eyes
You are the embodiment of spring
With all its promises
Washing the cold grey of a life of winters from my weary soul
And I am more awake than I have been in years

Kc08

WOW!!!! Completely felt!

it is nice to be felt

i hope the creative one does not mind you being "felt" ...

I am pretty sure he would be okay with 'heartfelt' ...

felt...heartfelt...semantics...

thank you for the comment...

written just like I was there, great write

This is really beautiful (((KC)))

thanks for stopping by

dkw

thank you for your kindness

Well I have now read your soul in the Morning Light,,, You my Dear just amaze me with your compassion,, your vision's your heart and Soul
Yes,,, WoW!!!!!! Heartfelt

Good Afternoon!

eagle
l_s

thank you both

very sweet kev

sounds like a good morning to me

S

very sweet kev

sounds like a good morning to me

S

very nice write