Stroking, touching, spent.
Hearing the rain on the window, the wind in the trees, a different world away
We lie
In our world, in calm peace, our silence speaking the words we cannot yet say.
You move, your body close and hot against me, your lips gently touching my neck.
We lie
Lost in the memory of our exploration, of our discovery of our cries.
Remembering the taste, the sounds, when we sought and reached and fell
We lie
Complete, in silence,
This moment I want to keep forever
We lie




Aug 29, 2010 @ 14:38:22
Warm, funny, sensitive, feeling wanted, sadly feeling lost n losing, hope and eternal lust for what may be or be found…… keep positive even when feeling so in the deepest depths of…… x. J
Jul 23, 2013 @ 21:41:18
Reblogged this on Brae. A gay woman's tale! and commented:
an old favourite ..
Jul 23, 2013 @ 22:24:35
“Lost in the memory of our exploration, of our discovery of our cries”
“In our world, in calm peace, our silence speaking the words we cannot yet say” My favorite lines! I very much enjoyed reading this poem.