Your mere image
Makes me want to bow
Before you
To be able to hold you
Deep within my mind
Where I can recite, and compose
Eternal poetry
To dedicate myself
solely to your sensuous desires.
A portrait of you
I've seen
As It drew me closer
Like a magnum
closer then the passion
Stored in my heart
You smiled not
At the God, that painted you
For he caught, but a slight smerk
With mischievious passion hidden within.
As You stared down
Upon me with wanting eyes
my vision was blest
With the loveliness
Of your creamy flesh
As I
Can taste the deliciousness
Of your skin
You will know my desire
As it's written
On that slight torturing
Goddess like smile
You possess
One look within my eyes
And you will know
The meaning of this true love
within my aching heart
As it travels
On the wings of a stare
Embrace me in your arms
And
Condemned you will, me
To death
For without your arms around me
There ever after
I'll cease to exsit.
Sylvia Masters, a hot fifty-two year old widow and CEO of her husbands company is challenged by her own instincts, family and friends when the Lieutenant investigating the murder of her ex-fiancee ask her to dinner. After a tumultuous beginning, the
Who knew the Wright's had a trunk full of hidden family secrets? Searching for treasure and hidden family secrets is one way to fuel the flames of passion.
I loved him. At age twelve he touched my heart with his music. At age twenty he captured my heart when our eyes met as he sat on a stage and sang Four months later, he fractured my heart with his refusal to allow us to stay together. At age seventy
spell, and captured by your writing style. Great work.
lovely work...floria
lucky Goddess!!
Love Tinka
Allen