I Surrender

I surrender to the pain of your kiss
The passing sensation of your breath
As it warms the back of my neck
I hold myself steady for a moment
And then melt into the experience of your touch
The aroma of your clothes
The texture of your skin
The roughness of your hands
I surrender
I surrender
I surrender

Brenda Cowan




About leeskid (Brenda Cowan)

Breathing, writing, listening
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