Golden Breath

Her breath is golden and the cherubs speak secrets


Her angel skin embodies calmness


She is tired drops of amber rain dripping on moonlit youth


Flattered by shadows and bathes in black springs


Lips tender with lustful tears dried to sinful eyes


Delicately showered by peddles of pink


Arms raised


Legs spread


Thighs kissed


Voices ambient and loving


They call to her shine



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Sassylass's picture


What a vibrant write! Great imagery and articulate creativity!

Very enjoyable..


Poetry is passion,imagination & soul mixing together....



SSmoothie's picture

Such amazing imagery here! a

Such amazing imagery here! a little deadpan at the end needs a little softening so as to not overtake the rest of the poem. Some great writing here. Well done!

Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS    

"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."

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You were right about the end,

You were right about the end, it was lazy truthfully.. I made a small change to that. I usually would delete the whole thing. But, I miss who I was when this was written.