By Nikki Quismondo
two wine glasses in a Merlot evening,
your warm caramel skin, glistens,
a blushing appearance,
tipsy in the silk-like evening
in the patio- tender ballad sounds of our breathing visions
covered in twinkle lights, you notice the beauty of it...
the night is warm, transfixed in hypnotic blues
indulged in the appetite to love one another,
your hands touch my arm,
like warm bath water,
nice, smooth, like a carousel jacuzzi dream
the earth is tender with us tonight
with a soft and subtle slice of healing.
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