You make my breasts await
the longing lips
of a hungry lover
You make my heart beat , then skip
looking for the tender touch of your
hand, on my skin
You make my mind melt
searching for your soul
seen through your eyes
You make my loins, contract
wanting to feel, awaken
and grasp your thrusts
You make my breath, catch
in anticipation
of love, as lust
As touched, My soul, ignites
2 comments:
Very sensual work!
Thank you Glynis
I am glad you enjoyed this one.
I stopped by your poetry place as well. You've got some really wonderful works posted there.
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