Archive for authorPeachy Kean

…to love…not just always, but worse, all ways!

Now I find, what I thought was just mind and body
Is a love that ideally, should be of the soul and …

Her soft pink fingers rose
Toward my lipstick hued
Fast approaching breathless
Partially open mouth!

We stood still… the only movement now
Paused, staring into each other
With scorching orbs,…