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[SilverEyes]

The night is dark
And the stars seem dead
As I lay here
In my bed
I think about
The taste of your lips
A combination
Of smoke
Of blueberries
With chocolate mixed in
I remember
The feel of your hands
Caressing my flesh
How good
Their roughness felt
I feel your arms
Surrounding me
Holding me
In a loving embrace
I remember
Your silky golden hair
The way
That it fell into your eyes
And draped across your head
I picture the way
Your body moves
Muscled but lithe
It’s poetry in motion
But most of all
I remember your eyes
A vivid sky blue
Ringed with long, black lashes
And behind them
I see a beautiful soul
And laying here
In my bed
I am crushed
By loneliness

[amberputis]

This has to be one of my favorites...i can definitely relate, and the descriptions were done beautifully! I especially love the lines...

I picture the way
Your body moves
Muscled but lithe
It’s poetry in motion

fantastic write!!!

[richie]

I agree, the descriptions are well done, you have also fantastic vocabulary flowing throughout.
take care Richie.

[bloodredtears]

i totally agree with what they said..beautifully written and marvelously descriptive...great job! the last two lines were my fav because they were so in contrast with the rest of the piece...

[Chaotic_Thetis]

Wonderful!! Not too simplistic, brilliant imagery, how you described his fetures and their effects on you, simply marvellous! And the final line, i felt "crushed" just reading it. Again, wonderful write! ^_^