By D’Anne Speaks
The silky caress of cashmere
Gliding from the crown of my head
Down the column of my neck
Over the rise of my lady mounds
Across the plains of my belly
Nipping…kissing, and occasionally resting
As it continues its journey
Farther and farther south
Swirling around my calves
Lacing between my salsa-red toes
Only to massage the soles of my feet
Those are the incomparable sensations produced
From your laughter
Like the sweet effervescence of moscato
That instantly lightens my head
Tickles my nasal passages
And produces tingling that spreads
From my chest to my fingertips
That is quickly replaced
By a searing, consuming warmth
That enfolds me in its embrace
Lulls me into tranquility
And blocks out my surroundings
That’s my natural response
To your laughter
Though the earth seems to tremble
And the molecules of air
Shift nervously to and fro…up and down
Due to the rumble that bubbles from deep inside,
My being is totally comforted
As though wrapped in a blanket woven
From the bass that escapes your lips
That could only be a product
Of joy placed at your very center
A gift from the Heavenly Father
That my soul eagerly connects with
Yes, that’s the life-altering impact
Of your laughter
Written September 4, 2012
The silky caress of cashmere
Gliding from the crown of my head
Down the column of my neck
Over the rise of my lady mounds
Across the plains of my belly
Nipping…kissing, and occasionally resting
As it continues its journey
Farther and farther south
Swirling around my calves
Lacing between my salsa-red toes
Only to massage the soles of my feet
Those are the incomparable sensations produced
From your laughter
Like the sweet effervescence of moscato
That instantly lightens my head
Tickles my nasal passages
And produces tingling that spreads
From my chest to my fingertips
That is quickly replaced
By a searing, consuming warmth
That enfolds me in its embrace
Lulls me into tranquility
And blocks out my surroundings
That’s my natural response
To your laughter
Though the earth seems to tremble
And the molecules of air
Shift nervously to and fro…up and down
Due to the rumble that bubbles from deep inside,
My being is totally comforted
As though wrapped in a blanket woven
From the bass that escapes your lips
That could only be a product
Of joy placed at your very center
A gift from the Heavenly Father
That my soul eagerly connects with
Yes, that’s the life-altering impact
Of your laughter
Written September 4, 2012
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