soft sensuous skin
lost in the passion
sweet savory sin
breathe the sensation
heady hungers desire
fanning the flames
a hot heavey fire
i take in your fagrance
sweet sallow hair
ice in your eyes
cold fire burns there
we're lost in the motion
enternal we soar
through wide open portals
to your very core
I'm lost in your being
your essence and mine
i gaze to your depths
and stay for all time.
posted by F.G. Shaw @ 11:38 AM
2 Comments:
Are these last 2 peoms original?
Thats pretty good dude. I could've used someone like you in the bushes telling me what to say.
yes, all the poems are mine unless noted at the end. If no one is credited then i wrote them.
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