on honey laden vapours of a sultry mist imagined
underneath a gloaming sky of maple syrup drizzled wafers
I would fingerpaint a realm of gentle whispers and caresses
creating breezy motions through erotic purple shadows
that pullulate with faeries casting stars upon the heavens
round the mesmerizing crescent of dear Venus unashamed
bathing naked in the sun
so as the final hints of colour bleed from lumens severed
from an origin occluded from your hemisphere of sight
you might gaze upon the darkness and appreciate the whisper
and caress upon your flesh of breezy motions bathed in light
Posted by Brad 
