Loves Touch

I’m nourished by your playful
Fingers moving along my spine.

The rhythms they strum when
Plucking my heart release love’s
True reward.

I nurse your wounded spirit
Burning with contempt,
Shallow breaths break down
Your visage misguided by

Transcending a stained glass
Window formed with green,
Lavender, blue and gold,
Shall magnify your realm
Where passion lives on in
The moon’s caress,
I moving back in time’s door.

© Copyright, Kiki Stamatiou, 2015


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