You are the best wine I ever taste
the heady intoxication which envelopes me;
the candy mint on the bedroom pillow
the bubbles in my champagne
a soft giggle at midnight
the living photograph at my side
the sachet in the sheet drawer
the scent of jasmine at evening tide
where my senses reeling
you read my open book
eyes which fix me
music all around
there is only the sound
of our breathing
in gauzy dream-time
where souls merge
from the peace of it
planting a soft soul kiss
as your arms extend
Angel Light
reminding me
no matter how tough the times get
no matter how rough the day
the air we two breath at night
is rarified, healing
sweeping away
all that
with just one of your sly smiles
as I emerge
toothpaste mouth
which you dab and brush aside
Saying “Now come to bed.”
Deep sighs
and dreamy eyes
envelope us
as we leave
this planet;
another night.
cocooning and spooning
our way to the stars.
If you don't exist
how can I dream you better.
Lonnie Hicks
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/spooning-2/
