We

The words are ready

Not knowing exciting
Where it could go

Pendant that butterflies move
My adventures of lust
In the corridor
For your heart

I have a few rare moments
When looks like yours
Like a summit
Blink before me

Something new

I imagine you are blushing
Arouse me

I imagine your fervor
Restores me

No burning desire
Or thirst could plunge
Without mirrored
Tongue affection

This can be
Our direction
I’m open

Could we

© GÄ

Published by

Geino Äotsch

|B|arber |M|usic |T|ea I am an artist & an advocate. A spiritual lover. Executive Director for ALARK.org Author of Poeticword.com & tHEtERRYtREE.com Creator & Owner at Goldenlungtea.com Music & Hair at Geinos.com