By B.K.Beene
Date: 8 September 2000
Breathing Lessons
Breathing Lessons
Softly you take my face into your hands
and brush my lips with yours
as though a butterfly sweeps by and brushes the sky
with its breathtaking presence.
My senses implode my heart into a million tiny
sparkles of light.
Our lips touch again, this time with sultry yearning,
melting time and space into erotic jeweled moments
pausing, only momentarily
to remember
.........to breathe
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