Solstice

Come to me.

In darkening clouds

and balmy breeze

that boldly bucks

my willow tree

into enlightenment.

Come to me.

 

Touch me.

Touch me where

I ache the most

show the least

and love you the best.

Touch me.

 

Stay with me.

Share my twilight

sultry sensual stars

with a shine that

warns off dawn

of atonement.

Stay with me.

 

© Katypoetess  2015

lovelove poetry

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Nigel Astell

Fri 26th Jun 2015 15:47

Come to me.
Touch me.
Stay with me.

each repeated line
tells me
the longing you feel.

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