Gossamer winged she appears
Subtle shades of sensual delight
My love, my reason for existence
Silently there to share my night
Ethereal glow of sweet sexuality
Coming into my waiting arms
Willingly my heart embraces her
Body craves her taboo charms
Hungrily, feel but cannot touch
The human form of mortal shell
Dreams at night shared heaven
By day sometimes a living hell
Sweet the dreams of our summers
So too winter, spring and fall
Sweet are the dreams of angels
These the favorite to recall...
hug
Kathy
Always,
Deborah
Sheila
Axilea
Deb
Hugs,
Anna
Blessings,
Christine
Lovely poem. Dreams are sweet.
Mary
sweet as your poem!!
Lady Vivian
Take care,
Sherry
Hugs,
Chrissie
Joy L. Hale
Love Tinka
Love ya face Cuz Hugs XOXOXO, Rose