I see you from a mile away, and wow…
there appears my smile today.
Your beauty enhances my senses;
like a deep breath you relieve my stress.
Looking at you makes my sight a little more clear,
and hearing you speak makes me want to listen
-instead of just hear.
The touch…hm…
Derived from all the times we kissed
comes the repetitive, vibrant dreams of your two luscious lips.
The mere sight of you drags from the second that you appear before my eyes
-to my dreams
-to when I wake up and wish to see you again.
You share the smell of roses, mango nectar, cinnamon and honey,
Freshly baked cookies, jasmine, dawn -a fragrance so lovely.
You are
a summer day with the brightest sunlight
Or
a full moon’s light in the darkest of night time.
The taste of your lips brings me back to the first time we kissed
-which I can only wish to be present tense
Like… now… and…now…and…now and now…
give me twenty minutes, and I’ll still be saying now
But I’ll end here- you get the picture, right?
The taste…smooth as ice, yet as tasty as the sight of you
I find it magical- how you form one sense combined from two;
amazing how you make me yearn for the company of you
Today, tomorrow’s today- as well as yesterday’s today
Like a weight- you hold me down, but I truly want to stay…
You rouse my senses, baby.
Lucius McCall
From the collection I Am Norman WordSmith
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