Sunday, March 28, 2010

W.U.I. Writing Under the Influence.

Let me float in the lines of your palms,
Linger in the ecstasy of your fingerprints.
As you smile at me,
I am laser locked to your stare,
glowing glimmering with ebullience.
I could melt on your lips,
outstretched, glistening with spirit.
I could watch the stars fall from the sky
as I dance to your rhythms.
I could spend a lifetime.

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