Homecoming

Homecoming

Can I touch you?

Anywhere, any way, always.

I close my eyes

And reach out my hungry trembling fingers…

Photo: Reflection of happiness/

SVETUNE - original paiting on ArtPal

Soft raven-black hair

Waving down smoothly on my skin.

Delicate eyes

Piercing through me:

You are just one blink away from defenselessness.

Eager lips

Whispering:

I remember your taste, I want to taste you again.

A satin-shiny face, slightly tilted, like the content, compassionate, mysterious face of the Full Moon,

Softly telling the story of my touch

Eagerly awaiting a new one…

The magical collarbone abyss

Inviting me to fall into it…

The unarmoured chest

Framed by white angel’s wings

Calling out to me:

‘Come home.’