Sunday, January 25

Butterfly Kisses?






Butterfly dreams flit behind her eyelids,
as she savours memories of their lips
touching, kissing-soft as velvet wing-tips.


Written for Mag 255, with thanks to Tess.


Sunday, January 18

No chore, this...

Washing Up

The kitchen sink holds extra charm
as she's encircled by his arm
and melodies unheard enhance
their poorly timed, impromptu dance.

The peeling paint or grime streaked wall -
they don't matter then at all,
for romance cloaks a mundane task
with magic. What more could one ask?

Inspired by Tess at The Mag 254