Purest intention

In the hushed silence, I listen to the last sweet chords of the spring,
My yearning heart rises to your Clarinet voice,
leaps like a grasshopper at the resonance of your name, dear.
Your skin glows like the cherry.
Blossoms speak as the wild rose in the purest hope of spring.
The evening ascends in on a great Seagull’s wing.
I am calmed by your whispers that I carry into the twilight
of sunbeams and hold next to my lips, so wanting.

I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears of nectar.
As my chest falls from my unbuttoned shirt,
It reminds me of your purpose.
My heated fingers leap to my belt,
I wait in the crystal moonlight for your secret gently,
so that we may rise as one, skin to skin,
In the search of the glorious blush pink
And spiritual surrounds of love.

Purest intention

anaisnais

Pembrokeshire, United Kingdom

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