Song of Songs

I watch the leaves
rustle in the wind ….
Oh how they
bring fond memories
of you ….
I am there with
you when the sky
is hued in pink
orange and golden
and whisper
many tidings of
love in your sweet
ears …..
I play the guitar
while you sing
a song of love…..
I want to caress
streams of poetry .,….
I want to kiss you
as a soft floating swan….
I want embrace you
with poetic passion …..
I want to feel your
body’s sweet breath….
I want taste
the saliva
on your tongue ….
I want to rub
my hands on your
body and feel it
as a tender ornament….
I want to feel the softness
of your tender breasts ….
Want to touch your
taut nipples
and suckle them
with the eloquence
of a poet ….,
I want sink in
your valley be between
you and I want to you to feel
the rich monument of my tongue ….
Yes, I want to hear you sigh in
amorous passion

 

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