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