Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Ripples

Supple skin
And milky liquid;
I want to gulp the world.

Bland breeze
Cuddles my lips;
I want to kiss the moon.

Smoldering ripples
Tickles my palms;
I want to surf the sea.

Joyous jingles
Lick at my limbs;
I want to ride with you.