Thoughts of your whispers and your image tip-toe through my mind,
You lull my subconsciousness, making me leave reality behind.
A delightful fantasy begins to unfold,
I bask in your radiance, you are joy to behold.
Your essence radiates through my every pore,
My passion courses through me and I begin to soar.
Your fragrant breeze lifts and toys with my hair,
Through my mind's time travel, you are there.
You give kisses so divine, my lips throb with passion,
I sigh with bliss, an automatic reaction.
Your conjured spirit is mine to have and hold,
You are in my power, I am in control.
There are no boundries, we are lost in space and time,
There no limits, you are totally mine.
We are clothed in stardust, shimmering with the light,
Our bodies blend and we light up the night.
Flames spark from our fingertips,
As aromatic incense smolders on our lips.
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Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson (Reader)
Reviewed on July 9, 2007
Your on a roll again with your passionate excellence..
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Very nice,sway me away.
the feelings so nice
Walt
me. I loved this poem SC!!