The morning teased my senses
I wake gently,
Effortlessly.
More Alive with
Every
Breath.
I wait...
Dependent on
His Voice,
His Touch.
I turn to see
Him
Smiling.
His Heartbeat
Captures
Mine.
I take His offered
Hand,
Unafraid.
Full of
Life,
We
Embrace the
Day.
the giant tortoise
This is the blog of Charisa, Pianist, Poet, Actress. Herein my poetry, tempests, exultations, tears and laughter are recorded upon glorious inspiration.
talk to me at dreambig16@hotmail.com
About Me
- Name: A Vibrant Petal
- Location: United States
She is red, vibrant, Pulsing to be seen, To be held and caressed. She is a petal releasing fragrance - Deep, scarlet scent; Will he notice? Will he be pleased? Oh agony! He breathes the air straight from her lungs. She is wilting - yet wills him deeper still, to uphold her crumbling strength. He is a god! A golden god. Her soul is bruised with his beauty.
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