Fresh baths and cotton sheets

Cool threads and gentle breeze

That’s what you remind me of


Scent of your skin

Wafts under my skin


Tendrils of curls,

Tickle temptingly under my palms;

Slide lovingly through my fingers…


Goosebumps and sweaty skin

Coarse hair and tender skin

That’s what you make me think of


Fingers slide and strands are twirled

Shivers rise and heartbeats cease

*breathing stops*

That’s what you make me dream of



Weighted against my skin

Amber eyes and rosebud lips

Hidden smiles and stolen hugs

Scarcest laughs and open face


That’s what you make me think of



Kadeen Nichelle Oksana Waldron

Wednesday, August 7, 2013 16.05 hours