Friday 22 July 2016

Toast

To faded days,
And distant dreams.
To drinks that wet soft lips,
And warm dry throats.
To touches,
That burn your skin for days.
To a sleepy yawn of promise.
To the smile that greets you,
When you wake.
To the taste of a kiss,
That's only a memory.
To sunlight,
Gently drying morning dew.
To the look of pleasure,
When you meet a friend.
To wild abandon dancing.
To candlelight evoked thoughts.
To family and friendship.
To letting a day take you.
To remembering.

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