Last Nights Kiss

I held you so close
I could feel your breath
sweep across my cheek,
like a soft warm breeze
melting the first fragile frost
of nightfall.
I begged permission from your eyes
and absorbed the memory
of your face that last night
and tucked it warmly around
my shivering soul.
Slowly, I softly pressed
my lips on yours
as the howling wind scattered
the fluttering leaves
and a quivering snowflake
floated it’s way home
from heaven.
by Joanne Elaine Denton

About Karen Elaine

Artist, author and teacher.
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One Response to Last Nights Kiss

  1. clintine says:

    Like Mother…
    Like Daughter…


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