At Delicious Touch of Luscious Strawberry Lips

At Delicious Touch Of Luscious Strawberry Lips At delicious touch of luscious strawberry lips I fall into that gasping dream, this heart swells to absorb your all, as this soul becomes so very smitten. I spread my hope into eager heaps as glowing as golden sun's fire; at the thought of our sweet night long held juices begin to flow forth and in paradise I dance into love with you, willing prisoner of your sexual flames; savoring fantasy that has been born into reality with each word uttered, your angelic image frees urges that are leaping to be unbound. To sleep in such arms; in parades of heavenly bliss. As I pray no storm breaks this spell, that your warmth never leaves our silken bed, I hold back, this my great fear: That high tide will wash away this blessed moment in resulting void, loneliness shall return; its aches to re-seize ill fated moans, of lost soul crying in the rain, for passion's great throbs and ecstasy once gained. Your pleasures are my nirvana, your touch my sweetest desires, I in my visions know you are real in this sea of dreams; desperate, awaiting your heavenly return. From dawn and its welcoming rays this spirit feels you grow ever near knowing such passionate treasures may pass by as I walk this desolate road, broken man again, running from deepest of my fears. Robert J. Lindley 8-09- 2017 Free verse, ( Aches of The Broken Spell) ( Passionate release in dreams born of Hope)