The Memory of You

 

I dance in the field
where last we lay together
nestled in the bed of velvet green
scent of wildflowers awakening desire

wild as the wind we were
stealing kisses and passionate caresses
in the sweet indulgence of Eros
dancing thru grasses tall, once more

I feel the warmth of your embrace
the magic of your tender kiss
remains a sweet taste upon my lips
immersed in the memory of you

© Dorianna 2013

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