Morning After

Sun spills in

through billowing curtains

gently though

so not to startle dreams

Sated bodies delight

in love tangling

Sheets silky soft

caress skin

nothing can compare

to this moment

that shouldn’t end

but we bid farewell

to moonlight

knowing we have sunlight

to share

Β© Lauren Scott, Baydreamerwrites.com – All rights reserved.
This poem is from my book, New Day, New Dreams
.
Enjoy the romance and the weekend. ❀️

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The Kiss

Those bedroom eyes…
It’s in the gaze
before the leaning
a little heavy breathing
mesmerizing to the core
sweet, slow motion

an electric pull
tingles stirring
toes curling
body heat rising
in warm embrace
hands roaming
head spinning
global tilting

Magically unforgettable
Blissfully memorable
Sinfully intoxicating
Simply delicious…
when lips unite!

Lauren Scott (c)
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An oldie for some February fun πŸ₯°
HAVE A GREAT DAY!
πŸ’—πŸ’—πŸ’—


The Kiss

Those bedroom eyes…
It’s in the stare
before the leaning
A little heavy breathing
Mesmerizing to the core
Sweet, in slow motion
An electric pull
Tingles stirring
to curling toes
Body heat rising
in a warm embrace
Roaming hands
Wildfires spreading
Melting beyond reason
Head spinning
Global tilting
Magically unforgettable
Blissfully memorable
Sinfully intoxicating
Simply delicious
When lips unite~

Lauren Scott Β© 2011 (re-post)
If you’ve seen this before, I

hope you enjoy againΒ because
we can never have too many…

 

Nighttime

Let hours of darkness arrive
Daylight will bid farewell
Let us answer to ourselves
This desire that can’t be quelled

No light is required
Except that from the stars
Let us feel our way
In this moment of ours

Lauren Scott Β© 2017

 

 

Duet

Our dance
continues
beneath
the sheets

where our
movements

stay in sync

taking turns
as conductor,
we never
miss
a beat

this melody
we composed
has us only
wanting more

leading to
a beautiful
crescendo,

absolutely
loving

the score

LScott Β© 2015

Stirring

I wish you could feel
the words I hold in my heart
tender to the touch in
a part of me for only you

I wish you could taste
the words in my mouth
sensing their passion

and meet me later
under the blanket of stars

Lauren Scott Β© 2015