Her kisses Burn Slow oozing Into my Ravenous mouth Tumbling down My spine Molten lava Bumping into My riveted Being Coiling around Anacondas Pressure on Pulsating roots Cravings itch Quenching thirst You burn My …
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She’s in Awe
She’s in Awe She stands Erect and strong Head tilted back Smooth neck seen And celebrated Her hair A golden reflection Of the stars Her eyes closed In intimate ecstasy She is lost Forever moving Into the night sky Golds, copper, silver The colors Of …
When You Love
When you love It can take away Well at least Soften those Rough edges When you love It brings A season Of gold Glittering in The glorious light When you love A spring No, a geyser Of joy Flowing freely Inviting new eyes Seeing your future Within …