Sunday, June 7, 2009

Desire

the wind blows on my face
in a soft and cool embrace
gently lifting my hair
moving, dancing all around
in fresh invigorating
bursts

he smiles in peaceful sleep
immersed within his dreams
her gentle kiss upon his lips
ignites in him the deepest need
to love his lady of the
breeze

1 comment:

Jan said...

Jenny, this poem is amazing. i have read and re-read it like a million times. i almost have it memorized. you just seem to grab the essence of what i think you are trying to say. Just thought i would share. Love you!