Image:  We Heart It

Image: We Heart It


A blush of

Dawn kisses

the Easter Sky

I turn and you are


Gone with the dying

of the Night

Your fingers leave

Tracings of light as though

You tattooed my

Body with Stars

My pillows hold your scent…

the musk you know I desire…

the essence of you

left to remind me

of your absence

in the light of Day

I smile…


Always remembering

the Night is Ours…

Ours Alone.

© 2013 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie