Persuade me to love you slowly
Not succumb to passion's dictate
Enrich the treasures of our moments
In memories not loved in haste
Ease upon my flavors yearning
Taste the beads of love in wait
Lie inside my wonder warmly
Until my yearning dissipates.
Reading this poem was like riding a horse that likes to run.
I could feel you pulling back the reins and holding her back.
Very well done!
Great picture.
Is that a hurricane coming shore or just a storm?
Doug
A book-length psychodynamic study of pathological narcissism, relationships
with abusive narcissists, and the Narcissistic Personality Disorder, using a new vocabulary.
enjoyed.....
Art Sun...
Ron
or how much hell I raise
Wonderfully penned, and what a wondrous graphic, Susan!
great write...
John
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
I could feel you pulling back the reins and holding her back.
Very well done!
Great picture.
Is that a hurricane coming shore or just a storm?
Doug
Haste makes waste....many crossroads we do travel.
Before we find what we are looking for.
Walt
Enjoyed much
Love & Peace
William
hugs
Fee
Love,
Eileen