Morning sun pulls back my eyelids like curtains
and silhouettes your profile beside me.
Smoke makes a trail from your lips;
trimming the shadows delicately
with each rhythmical breath.
I stretch my limbs towards you
and draw myself closer.
Inhaling your scent,
caressing your skin,
and synthesizing bliss.
Bliss by Bonjour Skitty
Poetry » Love Rated: K+, English, Romance, Words: 48, Favs: 2, Published: 1/13/2013