But why waste such the delicate aroma? Giving allowance to a night of tenderness where skin submits to fiery licks electricity need not rely on steely generators rather the natrual forces arching within that pull you into it's deadly grip
Such DC current is not to be trifled with for it is as consuming as the elements in essence you are powerless in it's grasp submission is the only escape for as a bolt so discharges it's power love emulates this powerful discourse
Life is not a bed of Roses tomorrow may bring forth a howling gale but while the lights are dimmed the mood is set for romance embrace it as a long lost lover soaking up the pungent odours
For it may be some time till lightening stikes again.
Boy do i know this saying. This is so true and I have lived in the good and bad beds of roses. Thank God that things are so much brighter for me now. Thanks for sharing this with me and the Den.
Reviewed by Robert Harrison (Reader)
Reviewed on October 17, 2006
Did my 76 year old hormones the world of good.
Reviewed by Richard Christopher Suarez (Reader)
Reviewed on October 16, 2006
WOOOOOH HOT !
GREAT ONE ; INTERESTING , INTRIGUING WELL DONE!
PEACE!
Rich Criso
Reviewed by S J (Reader)
Reviewed on October 16, 2006
This is beautiful, Ch'erie! I love this poem; your words are full of soulful passion.
Geez Ch'erir, I lead such a busy life: Writing Course/assignments; Spanish lessons/assignments; piano lessons/practice time; taking care of the condo, hubby, self; writing prose; Bible studies; Healing/intercessory prayers...and that's to name just a few activities...still for me life is a bed of roses! I'm have so much fun doing all those things I don't have time to thing about when lightning will or won't strike. :) All the same, you've penned a clever poem!
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GREAT ONE ; INTERESTING , INTRIGUING WELL DONE!
PEACE!
Rich Criso
Wonderfully written!
Thank you,
Sheila
God Bless
LOL
Lena :)
Love Tinka
xo Taylor
Fee
Regis
You are in tip top form in this subtle romantic write..
Reminded me of the saying..." Life is a bowl of cherries...just pick one "..
Peter
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM! Lightning strikes P A S S I O N into each beautiful line..........definately a keeper. Thank you!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
My ultimate compliment: WISH I WROTE THIS!!!!!!!!!!