Mrs. Yolanda Nicholsen Poet Free verse

Concieved

i haven't forgotten
the sultriness of your lips 
the infamous toss of my hips 
the quiet haste the unfullfilled taste 
that calm way the sun beamed 
that warm way the breeze blew 
softly over our bronzed form 
connected two souls 
creating another one 
woven silver threads clinging 
to my fountains lure raising tides 
the bayou's dance over france 
we both wore london fogs
dripping wetness of hidden 
tangible desire's beckoning 
spirit's beyond the bottoms hush 
soft cheeks bare a pink blush
jasper gazed beneath teal stones 
broken bread crumbs scrumptious skoans
the best part devouring a satisfying tart 
a splash encounter red wines fine art
given birth to this tiny needy soul 
on top of white linen 
bathe in a porcelain bowl

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