[dreaming again...
As I slipped the delicate lace strap
As I slipped the delicate lace strap
From your shoulder
Your eyes closed
And breathing quickened
I pushed your hair back behind your ear
(I’m going to sit down for a while
In this place)
The one where I hear crickets chirping
Amidst the ethereal silence
of our shared breath
And I catch
The slight vanilla scent of your skin
Mixed with the honeysuckle
wrapped seductively around a fence
In this -
The beautiful silence
The place where my heart guides my hands
And you guide my heart... ]
