"It is written
That Great Gifts
Come in small Packages"

PETITE
~~*~~


Petite
Beautiful as an angel
Sensuously divine
Your eyes stare into mine
You chill my spine.

Your sweet tongue I taste
Your Breath I inhale
As Life into me
The sparkling flames within
The loveliness of your eyes
Shines a path
Into the corridors of my mind.

You diappear within
My massive embrace
The softness of your hands
Travel throughout the sporadic shivers
That are out of control.

You' harden my soul
You devour me whole
You spent me
Your flower bud blossoms
Covered with sweet dew
To my delight.

I greedily taste you
Unable to stop
Till you find yourself,
At the gates,
Of heaven
Where You've desired
To eternally be.

Sharing your soul with me
Your body quviers and quakes
The world spins behind you
You sensuously descend back
To the reality
Of my secured embrace.


By: D'Artagnan
William Bonilla
1/18/06