52 | String Of Flowers

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Let's go find a field of flowers
One winter morning in the mellow sun
Where stems sway and dance
With a petal caps on their head
Bowing with a flourish
To the call of nature's pull

While I watch the scene unfolding
Hug me from behind in cozy silence
Wrapping your arms around me
Delicately but firmly
As if I'm the soft bud
At the bloom of spring

I'll sigh and fall back against you
Needy for the touch
Cause though I'm strong
I'm tired of taking care of myself
With you I just want to be loved
Coddled for once and cherished

Dive your nose in the crook of my neck
And breathe in my scent
Like the nightly essence of jasmines
Bury your head in the mass of my tresses
They'll wrap around you like a silk scarf
Hiding you in the shade of my love
Close my eyes with your big palms
And press a kiss on my exposed skin
Like a bee finding nectar
Sending shivers down my spine
As if all the butterflies hovering
Are suddenly trapped in my stomach

Weave a string of flowers
And place them on my bare neck
Letting your fingers hover
For a moment longer
Sensuously setting my nerves alight

I will inhale your musky scent sharply
Clear like all my memories
My fingers on your cheek
Gently caressing your skin
As if making certain if you're real
Protective and a bit possessive

Bring your lips to my ear
Gently kissing my earlobes
Playfully nibbling and chuckling
And whisper words of affirmation
Of hope and a thousand epiphanies
Of love and longing and
A hundred other infinities
As our bodies cave into each other
Like a sigh of satisfaction

Nothing grand or over the top
But just the right amount of perfect
One winter morning
One field of flowers
And just us!

🖤🖤🖤

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