At the end of the day when the sunsets afire
She sits by his side with a warm cozy desire
They talk about nonsense and each other’s day
They hold hands and kiss in a kind gentle way
She whispers his name when all has been said
He leads her by the hand upstairs to their bed
Kisses of tenderness, touches soft as fine lace
Passion grows gently their love sets the pace
Fingers write messages on skin soft as cream
Breasts rise and fall like a wonderful dream
Hips to hips joined together in a sensual ride
The beat of their hearts match the rhythm outside
Two screams of release as the fireworks flare
Shudders and mutters, sweet love lingers there
Sated, elated on his broad shoulder she sleeps
As he strokes her fine hair and happily weeps.
I have nothing sensible to say bout this....
WOW!!
Ch'erie
Regis
Written with a rhythm master stroke, bursting with sensual delight of divine proportions!
You are the true romantic heart, our poet of Love.
Keep beating your loving heart so ripe!!
Love, Suzie :-D
Love Tinka
Miss you,
CJ
wow
love,
Susan
I wish this one were for me.........lucky lady you wrote this for!!!!!!!!! Exquisite, tender romance....sigh.........beautifully penned. BRAVO!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.