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This is how dreams taste
like your lips reading my blind honey thoughts
kissing me, loving me
sipping my fears away,
My love...
like pink clouds of cotton candy
across the spring sky
when you hold my hand
showing me a bird passing by
your voice, soft, whispering my name,
bringing fairy tales to life
this is how dreams taste
like your tongue playing with all my bitter sweet questions
laying quietly at the back of my mouth
like cherries and cinnamon
when you eat from my hand
smiling
my eyes rest inside your blue eyes
when I savor your strawberry arms
and drift away in a field of poppies and marigolds
letting my hopes to sail so far
like paper boats in the evening breeze
straight to the green sea of your heart
when the first star shines a shy velvet light
we hold each other tight,
listening to the song of our heartbeats
our flesh warm, yearning to be one
this is how dreams taste
like pomegranate hills
like satin purple butterflies
like a tangerine home made cake
that i feed you as we lay careless
talking about the one thousand different shapes of Love
and the universe hangs from our fingers
spinning and spinning and spinning
faster than light and Longing
until you and me
close ourselves into our silver cocoon
we welcome the night, making love
while the lemon flowered moon
hides behind an ancient pine tree...
I love this! Really gorgeous work.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Mama Zen, for your kind words.
ReplyDeleteha, nice...love the taste you give dreams....the bitter of questions....lip reading blind honey thoughts...lemon flower nights of love making...dang....sweet dreams...smiles.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Brian. It has been a weird and wonderful state of heart when i wrote this :) It still is :)
ReplyDeletelike cherries and cinnamon....hmmm....love all the tastes and scents and the dreamy feel of it..
ReplyDeleteThis is very good. so many senses involved here.
ReplyDeletethis is how dreams taste
like your tongue playing with all my bitter sweet questions
laying quietly at the back of my mouth
like cherries and cinnamon
when you eat from my hand
smiling
Great words. and you seem so happy.
Thank you Bjorn. I feel great energy, yes :)
ReplyDeleteDreams should taste like that, Claudia :) At least for me they do :) thank you for the kind comment :)
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