MAGIC
Katherine Riddle
I lie languidly
on the bed,
the taste of your skin
still on my lips
the cool breeze
gently caresses
your naked beauty.
my eyes linger
on your soft pale cheek
I smell the sweet aroma
of perfume,
and lightly kiss your hair.
I feel the frantic rhythm
of our hearts,
beating wildly together,
whispering secrets,
knowing daylight will bring
the world
to rip our sacred magic.
covering it,
hiding it.
we can only clutch
the familiar dream,
love
