" his mouth is sugared peach slices, apricot orchards in the brush of an oil painting / her hair is flowing strands of caramel in the melting sun, ivory cheekbones like shards of honey glass, a pearl on a brown leather string clasped around her throat / home is blue shutters being flung open on a juliet balcony, showers of spring water soaking the cobblestone streets, slow kisses in tangled cotton sheets of french vintage / days full of lemon drops and citrus poppy seeds in a butterscotch entanglement of soft, naked skin / piles of silk rose, flowing skirts, unfastened buttons, and red wine pendants on the floor / fountains of white winged angels spouting glistening tears over tossed copper pennies, wishes of june romance and bouquets of peonies / marketplace melons and the smell of purple grapes from pompeii vineyards / he gingerly holds her hand and listens to her laughter of intimate, soulful beauty / she winds her fingers through his hair and presses her cheeks against his / wild endings of flitting hummingbirds and caressing lips whispering i love you in the summer nights of italy "
authors note:
can you envision it?
YOU ARE READING
𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬
Poetryif only you knew the love i felt, the beauty i crave, the darkness i bring - would you long for me, then? {❦} = personal favorites of mine
