Learning to Kiss

By Kachina

Tue, 02 Feb 2010

3 comments

Cuddled by your words
I am learning your voice
Anew.

Tracing your lips
With my finger tips
(Deeply soft when they touch mine)
I am learning your face
Anew.

Exploring pools of oak with gold
I am learning your eyes
Anew.

Love stumbled upon in a best friend
Is beautiful and so true.

Protected by your eyes
I am learning love
Anew.

Permalink Submitted by kheldar on Tue, 2010-02-02 11:13

Beautiful :--)

Permalink Submitted by MistakenMagic on Tue, 2010-02-02 13:23

'Exploring pools of oak with gold I am learning your eyes Anew.' - love this stanza ;) Beautiful poem! Magic xxx

Permalink Submitted by DarkWingedAngel on Tue, 2010-02-02 17:57

This is wonderful =] Angel xx