Choose Me
My scent upon your fingers
Choose Me
Eyelash curled upon a freckle spattered cheek
Choose Me
Giggle racing across the sky, aurora borealis, shifting colors of spirit
Choose Me
Fingers woven in your hairy chest.
Choose Me
Touching butterflies like your eyelids in the night.
Choose Me
Honest and Strong, a Mountain
Choose Me
Whispers in your ear, the Mind’s eye sees
Choose Me
–by elisabeth connelley
This is great: freckle spattered cheek and touching butterflies like your eyelids in the night.
You bring words together so well.
Thanks for sharing this!! 🙂
Chef Randall
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