Monday, February 7, 2011


An excited dolphin, your tongue swims with the momentum of the sea
and touches mine
A world of wet love is born in our mouths as we try not to let it escape
into the air
With the touch of your hand on the side of my face,
brushing back the strand of hair I didn’t know had been covering my closed eyelid,
I realize there's something about us that can't be written down.

1 comment:

  1. LOVE THIS POEM! You have inspired me to post one of mine! Thanks for following me :D

    -Tenesa The Artisan