dave Collins

Swoon

long time writer/poet. Retired teacher, musician, parent and lover of words.






Swoon



As I drown in your presence
your smile of laughter
warms my sullen heart, as my
breath returns me to life
loving words flow from your lips
like liquid rose petals kissing
silky rain drops from an early
Spring dawn's hazy mist.
your cat green eyes gaze promisingly
into my awaiting soulspace---with
a wishful wink and a naughty nod--your
velvet vixen touch calls me into your dusk
dessert daydream---I quake in all manner
of quiet abandon.
I lay mourning morning in a golden reflective
afterglow. Respect the source of the 7 peaceful
deities. If there was ever one-------it is us.

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