Taste of Your Laugh

Taste of Laugh

The taste of your laugh

lingers on my lips

honeyed memory of happy

those sunshine days spent in smiles

and each other’s arms

worries of life

tucked under blankets

as we danced on top

chardonnay afternoons

drinking in each other

every moment

a sacred tick of the clock

heart thumping euphoria

needing no playground

except our skin

where we spun and ran

with passions of our souls

delighting in dares

of never before tried escapades

often ending in gasps

and then my giggle

and then yours…

Oh how I still taste your laugh

every day






Unfurled Sexy

She’s a walk of wild

rebel to confining norms

trouble doused in black leather

droplets of fire ringed ’round her neck

she snags his eyes and heart as bare skin sashays by

his mind and body crazed with obsessive desire

to catch a blaze of her unfurled sexy

and take it home for the night



Ph| Erin Holland for Flank and Finish blog

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