My eyes
Made love to you
Prior to the loveliness
Of your appearance before me.
My reaching arms
Made love to you
Anticipating the warmth
Of your soft
Voluptuousness
Before becoming
A prisoner within my gentle
Embrace.
My senses
Made love to you
With every inhale and sigh
From the sweetness of your
Womanly essences.
My lips
Made love to you
Craving to taste
The delicious softness
Of your creamy body
For they have desired
To shower you
From head to toe
With succulent passionate
Kisses.
My Voice
Made love to you
Trembling
Awaiting the moment
Set aside for us
Within our dreams
Whispering incoherently
Words simmering in sensuousness
Created in the mind
Of a poet
Pure in heart and mind.
Lovers
Fused, entwined
In passionate
Reality
Soaring in heavenly ecstasy
Seeking their infinite desires.
By: William Bonilla
D’Artagnan
01/07/2012
Nice poem!
This is impassioned and embraceful
Romancing The Muses
Vickie
Fused, entwined
In passionate
Reality
Set aside for us..."
..that's just so tender and right, William,
and the whole poem is tender and right, warm
and passionate, full of longing
john
Ron
Anna
fee