Rogue Confession

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Memories of your tenderness,

The soft of your skin burning with desire…

For the touch of my hand and spirit,

To caress your body and soul yearning

for what only I could give you,

Left the flame of your love burning…

Deep within me.

The heat of your love has never left,

The place that was once cold and barren…

Before you filled me with dreams of times to come.

Visions of rolling in green pastures lying between mountains,

Surrounded…encompassed with bliss you’d feed me…

Live in full view of hopes that you will follow your heart.

Let me fall into your valley moist and aching,

For my arrival…carrying with me all you need…

To reach the heights you seek from unbridled passion,

And a depth of love greater than ocean bottom lying between.

Allow me to gaze into your eyes begging me to pull you yet closer,

Where I will fill the hollow of the emptiness you feel.

Do not hide in your fear or the uncertainty your past has

cursed you with.

Open your mind to distant horizon…speak of what you feel is

forbidden hunger…

Do not cower in the face of the love that waits you.

Be bold and recite the verses found in your orchard…

Where ripened fruit awaits me for harvest.

How long will you lie in the cold of distant convenience…

Left starving for what your spirit and womanly essence so needs ?

A rogue I may be…

But only till you come for me.

Erin Woods