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Annabelle Bally Poem
My forbidden fruit
How lovely you are
How so delicious I imagine you to taste on my lips..
How delightful you infuriate me with your gentle teasing.
You enjoy playing with the woman you desire.
Everything you say intensifies and sweet fully dominates my desires towards you
I secretly adore you.
I adore everything about you.
Even your moments of stubbornness glows, like pure, irresistible, masculinity in my eyes.
As pure, rich, golden honey, slowly drips from its honeycomb,
so does my eyes slowly takes its time when its upon you ,
soaking in every inch of gorgeous.
My thoughts behold you without my permission.
Yes !
Silently, my soft heart whispers to you
Yes !
I do want you as much as you want me .
Yet strongly and firmly my lips utters to you NO .
Again
You reminded me what passion feels like.
You reminded me that having a man around feels so precious safe and beautiful.
You reminded me that there is happiness with two.
You offer me everything my heart craves
Everything my heart wants and everything my heart needs
You freely offer me so much,
Yet the only thing I take from you, is one last glance ,
As I step away from you,
and turn to the one who makes me forget all these beautiful things, and replaces them with harsh heart ache, neglect and helpless sorrows
and hope that one day he becomes like you .
Copyright © Annabelle Bally | Year Posted 2013
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Annabelle Bally Poem
How do you get it so right? My perfect husband
How do you delightfully disarm me so, with just one touch?
just one word and I joyfully melt.
I feel peace with you
Am I Married to you?
Wow
God really loves me to have given me this.
You're intelligent.
You know exactly when to fall back
you know exactly when to shine
and in every one of your beautiful shinning moment,
you hold my hand to take me with you
and make those moments ours.
The question is
how do I tell you what I did last week?
your not so perfect wife.
Copyright © Annabelle Bally | Year Posted 2019
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