Wednesday, September 8, 2010

calm after storm

as night begins to fall,
you hold me tight,
whispering gently as you caress my skin.
the stars bloom around us as deep descends
we slowly part, farewelling our sin.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

I love all the things that happen as night begins to fall....

very sweet...

Sam Liu said...

All the best things happen at night. Vivid writing, Rose.

Emma Hoareau said...

amazing. i could stare at that photo for ages