Red Wine Cocoa Bliss

“Alcohol in the blood stream,
Red soil
Down the drain.

Your duskiness awaits,
Melting cocoa skin.
Chestnut warmth,
Embrace of bliss.

I miss
Your fingers on mine,
I miss
The urgency of your lips.

Your soft envelope,
Sliding over my being.
Caressing me
Into an eternity of warm.

I melt…
Thinking of your arms
And the sunshine
Locked within.”


Enjoy the Poetry of Koni

~ And More from Poetry After Dark

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