If Valentines Wore Clothes
 
Two roses breathe on the bitten pillow next to you
I have many precious things, today, with love to do
A pair of dark jeans drape over a chair,
in case of the need for me, not, to do things bare
I say, this is our day, and this is how it starts
There’s no room for anything else in this heart
You sleep still, in shade
Wrapped in the morning, marinated in love
Soon my promise with the evening shall come
This day is orchestrated
from the plate of nourishment for the day
to the last heart squeeze of tonight’s’ love embrace
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Moonlit clovers surround your souls soft case
Your cheeks allure, for sure, kisses on your face
As I place my hands they grow bright in the dark
Tell me what you love, I'll tell you who you are
All six of your senses become intense
As your pleasured eyes gaze the stars
Your stomach n’ below is bathed by my kisses
My nose swallows your bodies perfume
My breath is a warm evening mist
As I drink your dreams, forever to consume
You, and all your ways is all I crave
I love, and cherish all things I’ve taken
But giving is better, if I’m not mistaken
Oh, love, thanks to heaven, for naked truth
If Valentines Wore Clothes
My skin would be velvety smooth
Your skin would be my sweet tooth
♥John E WordSlinger (Serving Poetry Since Oct, 15 1987 All Poems & Words Are
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