Your Touch
Your Touch
The warm smell of
sleep and heat
surrounds me with your
quilt, your bed;
my hair spread like down
across your pillow
and drowsy senses,
reaching.
Happy Valentine's Day
Bio: I have been writing poetry for a long time now with some modest success :) I have had poems published in several anthologies (eg Where the Hazel Falls, Jane Raeburn Anthology) and magazines (eg Asia Geographic) as well as in online e-zines (eg Poetry Life and Times, Prairie Poetry) etc. Some of my poems including Beltaine and Death of the Hero have been adapted for performance by various groups in Ireland, Uk and USA. New: PAGAN PAEANS Cafepress.com/paganpaeans
Your Touch
The warm smell of
sleep and heat
surrounds me with your
quilt, your bed;
my hair spread like down
across your pillow
and drowsy senses,
reaching.
Happy Valentine's Day
Posted by
Geraldine Moorkens Byrne
at
14:28
Labels: love, Modern Irish Literature, Modern Irish Poetry, poem, poetry, romance
1 comments:
This is good; I can sense the feeling behind it.
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