Eskimo Kisses
fingertips gently gliding over bare skin
caressing beauty as it sleeps
soft breaths fill the morning air
breaking the natural monotony of a resting world
the pillows whisper quietly to each other
while the walls watch silently
ready to create new memories
oh if they could speak...
sheets graciously step aside
in fear of waking the dreamers
fingertips still gliding,
as if trying to read what the surface is saying
the sun slowly peeking through closed curtains
as the face on the wall smiles
sweet energy magnified brings peace to the soul
the soft light bouncing
revealing the dream the dark was hiding
tangled, comfortable, happy
the world spins slower, the room's beat steadies
gentle eyes open and speak
hands intertwined, attempting to catch time
attempting to keep it still
to keep it for the moment
the sun beckons, pleading for separation
the world is awake and demanding
heavy footsteps lead a light heart back to reality
farewell and fair well
parting ways with eskimo kisses...