There is an air of innocence
hanging close against
your lips -
It has the taste of Eden
before the fall.
You see me...as if I stood in
the light of a thousand
brilliant moons.
This is what it's like to
be truly naked.
To be seen.
I close my eyes...leaning
to your lips.
And breathe the air
of Eden.
Fri Oct 30, 2009 at 4:54pm
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