Only time will tell,
residue of longing, luscious, on the edge of lower lip
is truth,
is fallaciousness,
chained in curiosity or is merely an illusionβ€”
your lambent green eyes
generate
a slight intake of breath
and before I could realize, I lost track of time.
Come, strip the night of indecision,
sometimes we just let it slip awayβ€”
this love of mine is as old as the hills, cutting deep
into poetry that sings,
I suppose it makes sense
considering
I see your name and say it softly out loud;
silvered, like the moon
even the smallest traces of you make me radiate,
make me glow,
you say

I leave lipstick notes without a care in the worldβ€”
only time will tell.

 

 

Photo credits: Jarek Puczel Painting, Pinterest

A potpourri of words from Skylover Wordlist:Β  Lambent,
illusion, chained, curiosity, strip, silver. πŸ’

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