Thursday, March 8, 2012

With One Kiss

With One Kiss

She awoke in his arms, still
And waiting for consciousness
To determine what is real, 
Or whether she is dreaming.
The warmth of his body, his
Steady breathing assures her.

She lies, quietly hoping
That her senses aren't playing
Tricks on her already bruised
Heart. He turns to look at her 
And kisses her. With one kiss
She knows, this dream is for real.

Caren E. Salas

Robert Lee Brewer's Wednesday Poetry Prompt - an ekphrastic poem (one inspired by a work of art).

In Bed The Kiss, by Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec

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