Thursday, October 9, 2008

Touch #531

He lightly brushed the back of his hand against her cheek
And she responded smiling, brushing back
As he titled her chin up to kiss her lips
She pulled him into her
More than moist lip to lip
Exchanging electrical charges
Her laugh was like a light breeze that seems
To sneak in through an open window
The sheets still held the memory of last night
But the room was charged with the laughter of the morning
Too soon they would wash and dress and leave

They lay back on the bank, resting shoulder to shoulder
As languid as the smooth surface of the late summer creek
She whispered something that the dragonfly flew close to hear
But just missed it
He smiled that deep type of smile
Slowly leaning into her
And she responded by laughing and leaning into him
When they touched palm to palm and chest to chest
Even the breeze stilled to watch
The sun felt warm, but did not match the heat on the blanket

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

What a beautiful moment in time you've captured...so romantic and... beautiful!

Jo Janoski said...

Oh yeah! You've actually painted a wonderful picture here.