Friday, October 16, 2015

Marshmallow Poem

The Kiss by Gustav Klimt 1909




Tonight I wonder

Where the moon is

And I think about your 

Soft, flower-like 

mouth.


But soft! 


I think about


Your eyes and

 how

They see me 

When we touch! 

The softness that


 is 

You

Touches me so

 softly. 

We are two soft

Marshmallows 

In love!

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