June 24, 2015
11:49 am
Love Jones
( Love Note )
I find myself
Sitting
Marinating in
your tender
Kisses
Reminiscing
About the sweetest taste
Of your beauty
Let me pick the ginger pieces
In my thoughts
As its lay resting
In the nectar of your fruit
I stay humble in truth
Serenading each moment
With you
I'm sprung
To the scent of your hair
I'm captured by the sway in your walk
I lick my lips with leftover favor
Of your smooth skin
I'm addicted to your adorned touch
As I clench the breeze you left behind.
I got it bad
I got a love Jones
For you
Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker
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