Our Eyes Closed awaiting dawn
Crisp morning air fills our lungs
Fall tingles the surface of our skin
The depth of my flesh is beating with glorious vibrations
Awaken to your warm breath upon my chest
A kiss supple and succulent
Sticky yet decadent scents
Soft tenors and soothing baritones.
Firn, spice, and cinnamon powerful distinctions.
The air coated with jazz and and drops of rain or swift winds.
Pitter pats dancing elegantly upon the window
floral lace patterns complimenting natural tones.
Bold scotches, rolled herbal remedies.
The speed of the world slows as if time is being 1/2 timed
anxiety melted, ever so assured.
All in unison