I know with first light, love takes flight
We must heed days demands that beckon
So, I try to hold back the dawn
I want to continue to taste your poetry
To feel the prose from your pen again and again
To luxuriate in lyrical libidinous liberation
Your hands caress a favored quill
Dripping my desires across your page
They are sampled like the finest wine
Our rhythmic sighs end in blush of morn
As smoke spirals up to kiss the ceiling
We bid farewell to loves sweet night
etw-2005
TX
(((HUGS))) and much love (and continued prayers), your friend in Texas, Karen Lynn. :D
Love & Light,
Joseph
and line
Straight from the heart in your own inimitable style !
Love
Peter
:)
John
"He did not wake...to controbute in the nude....lol!!"
Good Morning sis...I feel fir as a fiddle...now......no sex no tax...but a test to ride my next poem.....hahahahaha!!
Love Tinka :)
(libidinous?)
Dan
Take care,
Sherry