i touch my lips,
transported to a place
where your legacy meets my mind -
soft & gentle,
the essence of my being
being seen in its most tender space.
time will reveal
which hand is slow enough
to enter these realms
where fiery desire
meets the smooth caress of skin on skin.
fingers to lips,
ear glides over my cheek,
i hear your voice,
like slow jazz
that warms the centre of my soul.
you speak sweet everything’s
into my heart,
words travel like velvet
from your mouth as it nears
the buttery surface of my skin.
let me take all of you,
my mind effortlessly whispers within -
all we will ever be
is a lustrous everything -
ahhhh, you and me,
bound by nothing
yet drawn to exist together,
serenely and with ease.
About the Creator
morgan leigh callison
off grid creatrix & moon witch.
i live to create compilations of words & pieces of visionary art. an avid driftwood collector & moon gazer, i am always either looking up, down or towards a bright horizon.
www.morganleighcallison.com


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