Author: kunoichi-socks PM
Cold fingers tumble across warm skin, and sunrise gazes quietly around the corner.Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry/Romance - Words: 106 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 2 - Published: 11-24-10 - Status: Complete - id: 2867511
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Loud oranges and soft purples
are twisted gently in their hair,
cold fingers tumble across warm skin,
and sunrise gazes quietly around the corner.
She gasps softly as the light touches her skin,
and nervousness shakes the floor like an earthquake,
nearly making the dance impossible.
Their movements are awkward and uncertain,
but the ballet holds the beauty of stars
as his gentle waves roll upon damp sand.
Sunrise presents himself with a flourish,
he paints the room with golden brushstrokes of light,
and uncertain smiles kiss their lips
as the flowers in their hair fall to the floor.