Sunday, 17 March 2013

Walking home

I want,
The feel of your hands,
Warm on mine,
As our fingers clench,
Like we never want to let go,
Watching the coral lights,
Fading into glorious sunset,
Of purples and pinks,
That fade to the soft blushing indigo,
Giddy with the sweet release,
Of your lips on mine,
As we laugh,
Walking home.

~Rei Shiori

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