Her smile
Where butter melts
and honey drips
the parting comes
from parted lips
my fingers trace
the smear of dew
my knowing touch
from knowing you.
Words and image Tommy Carroll
Where butter melts
and honey drips
the parting comes
from parted lips
my fingers trace
the smear of dew
my knowing touch
from knowing you.
Words and image Tommy Carroll
Agree there is something Elizabethan about it- Lovely writing - sweet and short.
Jennifer
Timeless in form and expression, this travels down the years as if from some Elizabethan wooing his love.
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Taylor Crowshaw
Sat 25th Aug 2018 20:20
Wonderfully woven..