Poem Poetry: Your Red Lips
Morning might bring the light
My eyes not quite open to the day
Dance, laughter, ring across my chest
Your patterns, your movements, your art
Your red lips they part.
These, are the words they say:
Letters, join to love across my heart
You take me
You hold me too
You breath my admiration
Morning, alive the light which moves in you
Joins the dance, the tune is love so true
Turn, spin and fly
In my hand, your gentle helpful sigh.
You found me
I hold you
We write these words profound
It’s day, it’s love to live and to be found.
Liam July 2019