Physical Composition (A Poem)

Physical Composition

I write an invisible ode to your body
each time my fingers caress your skin,
my tongue adding punctuation into your mouth
with each journey past your lips.
Your hands, and the rest of you, paint blush
upon my flesh.
Come, my dear, I feel the need to complete
a few more stanzas.


  1. Amazing poem! Please share more of your work with us. I hope you are proud of yourself!

  2. Clever ending. I did not see that coming.

    Arlee Bird
    A to Z Challenge Co-host
    Tossing It Out

  3. Thank you both for your kind words.
    I am still trying to figure out how much work I should share on here.