Summer Delight
Take,
me to enchantment,
leaving reality behind
as the sun fades.
Whisper,
words of love
into my heart
that I have placed
into your hands.
Touch,
my passion to quiver,
spiraling into eruptions,
particles drift,
floating softly
into lull.
Feel,
the softness
of my curves nestled
to your mold,
hold me,
till the morning sun
kisses the dew.
Awaken,
me once more
with your touch,
your need,
stirring my desire
to whispering moans
of I love you.
Leave
without words
or endless promises.
Leave as you came,
with desire in your eyes
and a smile upon your lips.
Know,
as a gentle breeze
caresses
on this summer morning,
I too, smile with desire,
the scent you left,
the memory
of our enchanted time.
Copyright 2002 Tracey L. Hardie |
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you make love here
in the sun light
and romance covers you
softly
n-joyed
Amor