i know, oh how well i know
it gets so lonely Baby
here in the solitude of night
i understand the things you feel
needing to change your life
i know there are times
your hands ache to touch
the red silk of my hair
and times your tender lover’s lips
long to kiss me everywhere
in every sigh and in every why
you’ll find me there
i’m never far, right where you are
you can feel how much i care
i know how it feels to do your best
but it’s never good enough
living a lie, questioning why
life has to be so tough
here in the dark, we’re not apart
lay your heart down soft by mine
there is a way at the end of the day
to forget about miles and time
flesh to flesh, lips to lips
slipping away on magic carpet trips
no boundaries, no high walls
when soul to soul our sweet love calls
and i know how the darkness
sometimes feels like our only friend
but love is real and it will.... never end
...and my veins will make the whip that will torn your skin red with lashes of passion. The heart will be providing the power.
Love getting purified by heat.
Georg
Sadly life holds us hostage and makes us stay where we don't
want to be, while we dream of lovin arms that could hold us tenderly! Words are cold comfort when we sleep in a cold bed, when we crave the warmth of another body! I always ask myself, When the Hell, will I be loved!" AS you can see this was a heart tugger for me! LOVE YOU! Sissy SC
Reviewed by ~ Holly Harbridge (Reader)
Reviewed on September 12, 2007
So lovely Belle, makes a heart skip a beat. love holly
Sadly, with all the hustle and bustle in our lives, there is not always time [or we don't make time] to share that never ending love with the one we love. Sleeping next to the one you love is blissful.
Thank you for the loving reminder to "smell the roses" and spend more time with the one we love, so there'll be no regrets.
As sensually pleasing to the reader as a warm bubble bath, candlelight, a glass of wine and someone to wash ones back...sweet La Belle...sweet
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Love getting purified by heat.
Georg
want to be, while we dream of lovin arms that could hold us tenderly! Words are cold comfort when we sleep in a cold bed, when we crave the warmth of another body! I always ask myself, When the Hell, will I be loved!" AS you can see this was a heart tugger for me! LOVE YOU! Sissy SC
Peace, Love, and Light,
Amber "V"
The dark is not so scary with writes like this. Hmmm. Not with a passionate lover to keep the storms at bay: yes. I love this write!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Thank you for the loving reminder to "smell the roses" and spend more time with the one we love, so there'll be no regrets.
Kathy
John
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Fee