Comments Inbox
| |
About This Poem
Divine Passion
Two pleasantly caressing forms envelope
Blood rushing in, filling every pore
Her heart meshes, blends in, develop
A flash, a pulse, each breath does explore
An enticing glow embellishes
Her heartstrings tug and pull divinely about
I feel overwhelmed, she grants some wishes
Our lines are open, our feelings are surely stout
We roll, we inhale, we delight in the air
Passion controls the hearts of the two of us
Hold me close, let us explain how much we care
Our eyes hold firm, a caress, an expression thus
She’s overflowing with a willpower
Significance in her appearance
We hold our love that our lives will empower
Romance at its highest, a form of endearance
Russell Sivey
|
|
|