Tuesday, 10 July 2018

a calling card


if a doorway could lead to spaces in ones mind
a gateway open.
if that doorway knew to reveal what on the other side might lie
...a beckoning of mysteries sensual, provocatively soft...
there
..........

standing

............

be a calling card.

she.

if that doorway could transcend yearnings, mere feelings,
and snap!...walking through, makes arms soft
embracing...real.
kisses adoring, gently passionate
a depth of longing witnessed in eyes telling. 
a lover knowing of ones wanderings... agitated .
an unsettled spirit waning...
receding in the feel of closeness,
an inhale of scents familiar comforting in their seductiveness...
an intoxicating welcome of all that awakens a spirit free and wild...
embers quiet yet, hot...waiting to be fanned into life
once more.

a calling card...an invitation ...be she in that doorway.

RB.


 



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