Her mouth
seemed a luxurious red strawberry.
Tasted like
heaven,
like love
freshly made still running in her veins
and
caressing her skin.
From her
lips
drops of
tenderness
slipped
through her body
gently
slowly like
a butterfly wave
till gently
die
in the
memories of feeling.
©Graça Costa
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