A kiss
Ah, so beautiful, so gentle
Pale and radiant.
Long, graceful arms that caress so easily
Bathing me in a wash of fingers.
Oh! I ache to kiss the moon,
But alas, he is out of my mortal reach!
posted by Amy Muscaria at 4:41 PM
No more going around the mullberry bush. This is now where I am going to publish my poetry. So if you don't like poetry, tough, find another blog. I try to keep it real and use my poetry as a means of expressing my feelings on a lot of different subjects. As a point of courtosy,I would like contstructive comments only. All entries are Copyright (C) and All Rights Reserved Amy Muscaria
Ah, so beautiful, so gentle
Pale and radiant.
Long, graceful arms that caress so easily
Bathing me in a wash of fingers.
Oh! I ache to kiss the moon,
But alas, he is out of my mortal reach!
posted by Amy Muscaria at 4:41 PM
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