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You kiss my lips, as you place your hand over my beating heart,
You whisper against my lips," You are mine and knew it from the start".
As you lovingly gaze into my eyes,
I feel so adored and I softly sigh.
I never wanted to be a possession, until I met you,
Now I always want to be at your side, your possession, this fact is true .
I want your hands on my body, stroking me, making me purr like a cat,
I adore that when I pass you, you always give my derriere a loving pat.
You can work magic with the velvet petals of a red rose,
You trail it along sensitive body parts, making me breathless, curling my toes.
You like undoing my buttons, exposing the swell of snowy flesh,
Your lips nuzzle and nibble, as your tongue gives a moist caress.
You undo the hook that sets twin snow globes free,
Then you immerse your face in jasmine scented snow, delighting in what you see.
You whisper," I want you!", while placing my hand on your need,
I tremble with desire and my body begs to feed.
You divest me of silk barriers, as your arms pull me closer in an embrace,
Then you rain soft kisses upon my face.
Your schooled hands, lips and tongue, make me burn with desire,
As you consume my body, our bed becomes a pyre.
In a frenzied state I chant your name, time after time,
As you enter the love grotto, you say," You belong to me, you are mine!"
MUSIC: ENDLESS LOVE
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Southern Comfort, in the imagery of your poem "Possession," you have shared with us all the romance and passion that can be a reality for a lifetime of love and loving.
Beautifully and sensuously done!
Richard
You have brought romance to a whole new level . . . an extraordinary write!!
Hugs,
Lance
Georg
Thank You SC, excellent write and reading
Love & peace be with you
William
fee
Thank you for sharing.
Newfie Hugs, Rose