"Lea"
by stodgy
I love the way your name slips off my tongue like a silk thong
two syllables glide like a lace sweater through the air and floats on feathery chutes onto velvet cushions
tripping into the quicksand of your eyes
my tongue inquires about the weather
while my beating core asks if you love me back
your lips are a rosy ribbon
so soft it curves around my neck
but just the thought of kissing you drowns me like an anchor
when you smile the world lights
up three gradients
i am light headed with the ring
of tinkling bells
as i walk away drunk with the crisp memory of your face
Poetry
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