Love is life
Life is love
These words I whispered
While
Tenderly holding you
Within The Grasp
Of my passion
Your eyes speak
Your stare is buried deep
Into the depths of my soul.
Your soft hands
Held my body firm
Yet tenderly
As you pulled me in
Deeper into your softness
A sensuous smile
Graced your face
Promising pure ecstasy.
Your feverish voice, cracking
Your divine body trembling
Words incoherently stumbling
Sensuous whisperings
Gentle yells into my ears
As we aim reaching
Our destiny.
Its seems, "OLD FART" (per your own statement/review on Ace'es poem) that you know quite well what you wish to write about...and as for holding onto the past, keep writing about it, you will never therein lose it...ed
An intern architect at Ryan and Associates, Mateo Diaz has spent the last year learning his craft under the tutelage of partner Alex Ryan. Alex is the closest thing to family that Mateo has known since losing his own family years ago. But not even Al
Life is love
Marvelous poetic thoughts, William.
Love Tinka
D'Artagnan rides again
Peace and love, Carole
Reindeer
Filled with passion!
etw