You left me,
With a taste of you, upon my lips,
The dream, you left me within,
Left me dreaming, wihtin a dream.
Of a love, searching in darkness,
For the truth, of passion's want,
For heated lips, upon mine,
Volcanos, erupting in due time.
Seaching for blind whispers,
Of loving thoughts,
Trembling hands seeking,
To explore the unknown.
As gentle kisses, are exchanged,
Two souls melting as one,
Some may never,
Be the same.
By: William Bonilla
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|Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
|very beautifull and so sweetly romantic....
|Reviewed by - - - - - TRASK
Dreams are All You Have Left!
|Reviewed by jude forese
|you have an ability to define intense thoughts with a subtle poetic hue...|
|Reviewed by Nancy D.
Your writing is enjoyable to read, warms my heart everyday.
|Reviewed by Marlene Dawn
|I don't think they will be the same either.
|Reviewed by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie
|This was so beautifully romantic, just so lovely to read tonight!
|Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
a romantic wordweaver that is you
|Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader)
|William...you are a genius with words.|
|Reviewed by ya mama (Reader)
|i like this|