A beautiful poem.I can tell why you are indeed the romantic poetess.You write from your heart and soul.It shines through in front of our eyes and sets inside of our hearts like the sun.take care
So small written! but said so BEAUTIFULLY! Vic!
Love your heart and words and feelings you express so easily!
WE must always embrace these heavenly gifts!
WRITE ON!YOUR words behoove ME! literally! said, with such elegance! I must steady my dictionary now...
Smiling!
"sensual delicacies,
devotions breast,
orgasmic songs,
allurements whisper"
Of course you know, poetess, that phraseology like this, sensual like warm flowing honey on the tongue, makes a mans heart flutter and titter. And the last line is rousing in that you have written soul (singular) instead of souls (plural), in my opinion, to further reinforce your whole notion of oneness together in the throws of true intimacy. Smiling ear to ear.
Blessings ...
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Deb
EDWIN
Love your heart and words and feelings you express so easily!
WE must always embrace these heavenly gifts!
WRITE ON!YOUR words behoove ME! literally! said, with such elegance! I must steady my dictionary now...
Smiling!
Love and Hugs,Purple Lady Passion, SHEE
Lin
devotions breast,
orgasmic songs,
allurements whisper"
Of course you know, poetess, that phraseology like this, sensual like warm flowing honey on the tongue, makes a mans heart flutter and titter. And the last line is rousing in that you have written soul (singular) instead of souls (plural), in my opinion, to further reinforce your whole notion of oneness together in the throws of true intimacy. Smiling ear to ear.
Blessings ...
Fee
An elegant erotic poem.
Georg
Regis