A metamorphosis
Shedding skin
Beauty
And youthful wonder
To gain something more mature.
It’s not abandoning the old
But keeping it in a memory box
Pulling out the past
To renew
Become anew.
A metamorphosis
Shedding skin
Beauty
And youthful wonder
To gain something more mature.
It’s not abandoning the old
But keeping it in a memory box
Pulling out the past
To renew
Become anew.
Your chilled heart
Races through the wind
To surround me.
Your tender kisses
On my cheeks melt,
A lingering damp greeting.
Let me warm you
As I mold your body
With my fingertips
Until the chill makes them numb-
You’re so beautiful,
I can’t resist the urge
To touch.