Leave the taunting chill behind
And collapse into a private corner
I'll draw circles in your palm
And trace your lips with laughter
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Stolen moments indeed. I'm an old romantic, (with the emphasis on the old) I can see I'll have to watch this sort of siren song.
simply captivating... creates the sensation of having totally relinquished one's inhibitions to the fantasy of a lovely desire... as in a dream... shhhhh... don't wake me just yet.
There are a number of certain poems of yours that I read over and over again... just to enjoy the feeling they provide... very much like a candel lit dinner... warm, enviting and very comfortable... this is one of them... :)