Candles on the Windowsill

Image: We Heart It

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