French Vanilla

Your kiss tasted like waffles in my dreams today
Macchiato foam still on your lips
A touch of cinnamon caught in those grooves
carved in by laughter, mischief and sensation
your mouth adorned
your tongue French touched
inviting me to savour you
and sate my hunger
for your love


Embracing You

I long to kiss every inch of your skin
make you forget all this drivel and pain
I want to hold you and whisper your name
until you feel it resurface, your sass and your strength