"The science of you and me is that we need no equations, we are already one"--Bernice Angoh Lakota
France, Beçanson to be exact
we walk hand in hand, loin to loin
the scent of tomorrow's pasteries being made
ignite a fire down, down below
Memories, memories of anticipation
of melted chocolat leaving my body to your tongue,
of sonnets whispered in the tip of night and
moans conjugating verbs nonexistent
A gush of crisp evening air and the horny curtain
sweeps over your beautiful face like the veil of a virgin bride
I too am now ready to take my vows
Our eyes meet in a torrent of emotions
Emotions of many things felt--far too many to even begin to count
Sweat drips salts, salts,
my salt mixes with yours and
a new Chemistry is born
A new formular is yet to be discovered
from this equation, this equation
equating from one torrid night
spent in the arms of love
in a secret quater by Rue de Armant in Beçanson
Je t'adore...
Now that is nice...to love and be loved within the arms of each other...nice thoughts, sensually touching and a most enjoyable read of your romantic moments...
:) Thorougly written like a PRO! Makes any one reading see themselves in a momentary dream, that makes believe its them in the picture. You are a great writter my dear. We have not seen the best of you yet. You inspire me.
Exquisite imagery...
'of melted chocolat leaving my body to your tongue,
of sonnets whispered in the tip of night and
moans conjugating verbs nonexistent
A gush of crisp evening air and the horny curtain
sweeps over your beautiful face like the veil of a virgin bride'
You are the blessed beholder of such a perfect love...
Thanks for sharing, Bernice! -Lyn
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Love this stunning way of writing and expressing Bernice!
WRITE ON!
Warmest of Blessings and Light, WArrior Purple Lady SHEExooo
Peace, Love & Poetry
Vickie
Beautiful and romantic
Love & Peace be with you
William
enjoyed...
Art Sun...
Edwin
Love's multiplied and renewed with each generation.
Georg
'of melted chocolat leaving my body to your tongue,
of sonnets whispered in the tip of night and
moans conjugating verbs nonexistent
A gush of crisp evening air and the horny curtain
sweeps over your beautiful face like the veil of a virgin bride'
You are the blessed beholder of such a perfect love...
Thanks for sharing, Bernice! -Lyn
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PG? I don't know. This would get the coldest heart hot and bothered.
Love it...it's a steamy gem.
Love,
Auntie Cathy
What a poem! Powerfully erotic with all the right vocabulary and intensity of feeling. Way up there among the very best.
John
"we walk hand in hand, loin to loin" - beautifully imaged
The rest of the write is as delightful as a passionate kiss - thank you, Bernice, well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Fee
The imagery in this is superb.
Cryssa :~)
Well said Bernice.