Swooning
Mild developing thoughts awaken me to passion.
Postponed my romantic feelings upon the hour,
For your words raptures me to be old fashion.
Releasing me to shrink into your arms power,
Romantic touches pulsate and lift my sense.
Repetitive sweet words my feelings breathe in.
Kisses that make me shudder in suspense.
Your rhythmic breath boils my adrenaline.
Tonight shall be gentle and graceful affair.
Sliding together in paradise in our love pose,
Steadily uninterrupted with no care,
Quivering along with a shudder, everyone knows.
This evening shall be shadowed only by the moon.
My promise to you my love, we shall both swoon.
Copyright © Cecil Hickman | Year Posted 2009
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