You meet my gaze from across the room
like a wolf stalking its prey.
My cheeks flush
engulfed with thoughts of your tender embrace.
I close my eyes to hear you whisper
My heart begins to race
I glide my fingertips
to trace the lines of your sweet face.
I surrender
to the sting of that beautiful kiss.
I crave you
like a warrior hungers for a hearty feast
after an endless day of battle.
My head sinks into a perfect pile of pillows.
As I close my eyes
the energy flies
I can almost feel your warmth
as tears slide down my face
This love that never seems to go any place
Everywhere my heart begins to race.
About the Creator
Heather Smith
Heather has been writing poetry from age of seven. She includes her passion for animals and their symbolism in the work she writes. Heather is a Veterinary Nurse and lives in Southern California with her rescue cats. Poetry IG @h.a.smith
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