Image: We Heart It
Candles on the Windowsill
Night falls
And…
You are here
A Special time…
For us
You light candles
for the windowsill
Putting the room in
soft flickering light
A Special time…
Watching shadows on the wall
Shadows on our skin
As we share the
Language of love…
Ancient rhythms…
Spoken in shadow…
Exchanged in touch…
Slow stories in deep
Kisses as passion
Builds…
Spills…
Into the scented room
Candle light casting
a golden glow on
your bare skin
Enticing me to
Taste…
Touch…
Savor…
like a fine Champagne
as we burst forth
in the finale of an
Unheard Symphony
One only we can hear…
Feel…
Touch…
Taste…
Our bodies entwined
as the music speaks
to us alone…
through us…
becoming us…
in the flickering
golden shadows
© 2013 Annie Original Flash Fiction
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
For Jeff…This poem was inspired by Leonard Cohen’s Half the World, from Book of Longing
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