breath of a new november

the taste of your lips
are like the fingers of
an icy hand continually tracing
up and down my spine,
giving me chills;
and i’m addicted.

i really don’t want
to sleep alone tonight
because i fear it may be colder
than the snow collecting
on my window sill;
and you already have me here shivering.

the feeling of your skin,
underneath my finger tips;
underneath my lips
could be enough to make me collapse
at your feet…
and ask you to stay in my arms forever.

breath of a new november

Nathan Emery

Joined September 2009

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