Friday, 18 March 2011

Silent Love

I want to baptise my skin
and give it a new name;
a name after my blossoming petals
and your burning fingerprints

as your summer breaks into my spring.

I want to wash my nakedness
and give it a fresh smell;
a smell after your restless breath
and the sea waves of your lips on my lips

as my ecstasy echoes in the wind.

I want to ink my skin
with her new name;
a skin named after our rythmic hips,
our silent whispers,

and a love that simply dances, but dare not speak.

Lovers, by Henri Cartier-Bresson

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