Summer love Poems
92. Brush—the graze of your arm
by Kea Campbell
Brush—
the graze of your arm,
with intention and love,
woven into a subtle kiss on my shoulder with every stride—
side by side.
Your smile—
how gentle!
Gleaming brighter than the sun.
Warming my heart far greater than heat on my skin in the midst of Tennessee summer.
......
Summers night
by Luise K
You know when I want to kiss you the most?
The feeling when you are outside on a summers evening, right before a summer rain.
When the clouds are filling up the sky and the light is kind of yellow.
The air is slowly clearing up, it is getting fresher while I look into your honey eyes.
You smile, and as I feel your lips and the first raindrops touching me, there is this unconditional feeling of luck starting to appear in my heart and radiates through my whole body.
My knees are getting weak, rain is bashing all around us and there is this smell of summer rain
And you
......
92. Brush—the graze of your arm
by Kea Campbell
Brush—
the graze of your arm,
with intention and love,
woven into a subtle kiss on my shoulder with every stride—
side by side.
Your smile—
how gentle!
Gleaming brighter than the sun.
Warming my heart far greater than heat on my skin in the midst of Tennessee summer.
......
Summers night
by Luise K
You know when I want to kiss you the most?
The feeling when you are outside on a summers evening, right before a summer rain.
When the clouds are filling up the sky and the light is kind of yellow.
The air is slowly clearing up, it is getting fresher while I look into your honey eyes.
You smile, and as I feel your lips and the first raindrops touching me, there is this unconditional feeling of luck starting to appear in my heart and radiates through my whole body.
My knees are getting weak, rain is bashing all around us and there is this smell of summer rain
And you
......
