She moves toward me nearer her lips to these Helplessly, I swim into her sun of arching voltage a vacuum of snapping pounding, energy spinning into a fission a whirlwind of boiling anticipation the fever growing dripping in a swirling dreaminess of hidden pleasure rising
Swelling in excitement whipping flurry flags thrown down in surrender from the darkness we emerged two stars colliding dazzling fires of spirit love and light, ascending into Your Kiss Snassano10/10/07
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Reviewed by blue soplain (Reader)
Reviewed on October 16, 2007
like a shooting star over the mountains; one wonders which makes the other more beautiful? your words make every day light up gently. ..
so soft~
ness
Stan,
ok talk about heating up the monitor..This is very sensual..
Two stars colliding dazzling fires of spirit love, and light ascending into your kiss...that is some imagery and sensuality, love your style.
Peace, Love, and Light,
Amber "V"
My my.. you sure stirred up my Wednesday morning... Of course, my first impression leaned toward the sensual but my second also nudged me toward the welcoming of a dewy clear-skied morning... In either case, well written and filled with imagery.
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so soft~
ness
ok talk about heating up the monitor..This is very sensual..
Two stars colliding dazzling fires of spirit love, and light ascending into your kiss...that is some imagery and sensuality, love your style.
Peace, Love, and Light,
Amber "V"
Be safe,
Karen
Love,
Susan
Kathy
Christine
I love the mood set by the premise...
ET
This is a beautiful heart felt poem for someone special. May your dreeams all come true buddy. You old romantic.
Walt
Myrna