Longing

Written by: denis bruce

What would I give,once more
To hold the blue-eyed angel I adore?
Earth has not anything to show more fair
Than the cascading of her golden hair.

Oh!To drink in her breathy sighs
As I lie between her moistening thighs.
To nibble upon her soft ear lobes
To sip upon her succulent globes
W hile around me her legs entwine tightly
To  hold me deep inside her sweet oasis
(Such closeness I crave nightly)
As I  shower her half ope lips with kisses.

This dream doth me tantalise
With her ivory skin and bewitching eyes.
There is nothing I own of any treasure 
That could ever purchase such loving pleasure.