I am lost in my own room
Like a tourist in a tomb
Everything looks so strange
Reach out nothing in range
Open my eyes see her breasts
Shaking won't stop begin to undress
Heart beating very fast
An exciting scene I forecast
This is all new to me
A stranger in my realm
Is this were I want to be
As she takes the helm
With much lust my new lover smiles at me
Look behind is there someone I didn’t see
It is the bed her and I
The passion she supplied
Run my fingers through her hair
She eyes me up 'don't stop there'
Do I dare to take the plunge?
Sweating so much I need a sponge
Her soft loving words do calm me down
We make the connection nearly splashdown
I embrace her now with all my love
Look to the sky and release the dove
Making love is such a wonderful grand experience
But alas the pain of departing is far worse
If I weigh the two up in the emotional balance
I’ll stick with love no need for another verse
written with much feeling and emotion, you've taken a topic that many cannot write about with a delicate voice such as this...I love the final line of the sixth stanza...very romantic and moving line. A keeper my friend!
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
This book chronicles an infinite allegoric odyssey of Absolute Awakening in which a learned man, a mute man, and a recluse woman are the principal players. The mute and the recluse are the learned one's Teachers and Guides on his journey of Enlighten
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
interesting write; to strengthen the ending consider
omitting last verse?... ;-)
peace,
carolyn