Tuesday, January 14, 2014


I want to see your skin glisten
With the droplets of a shower
As you dry shy and shaded,
A pageant for my adoring eyes.

I want to feel your body pressed
So warm against me as I doze,
And the cuddle of your arm,
Your breasts teasing my ribs.

I want to smell the perfume
Of your hair against my cheek,
As your head rests in a place
Between pillow and shoulder.

I want to hear you breathing
Through the darkness of night
And count the times you sigh
Or moan or speak in dreams.

I want to taste your mouth
In the first moments of day
As morning makes us restless
And desire grants us delight.

The painting is a late nineteenth century work by Edgar Degas.

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