Entice

Entice me and delight in me...
Lure me away into your strong embrace...
Strive after me...so that I can thrive on you...

You leave me breathless...with thoughts of you...

Every step toward me I count with anticipation...
You stare with piercing blue eyes...
I am forced still with no will...

You leave me breathless...with thoughts of you...

Encircled in your deep aroma...I am dazzled by your charm...
Left unarmed... I am unharmed...in a web weaved in love...
Your soft lips leave a chill on my skin...it is a sin...

You leave me breathless...with thoughts of you...

Caught off guard...I stumble hard...into you...
I have fallen for you...lost in bliss...I am amiss...
you've put me under your spell...for I will not quell...

You leave me breathless...with  thoughts of you...

You are a drug...I can't get enough of you...
Your touch on me leaves a trail of lingering and tingling sensation... Adoring me with wicked precision...
I cannot make a decision...

You leave me breathless...with thoughts of you...

Slow and thoughtful your fingers caress my body...
For you leave me breathless...with every...thought of you...

desiredrugfree verse

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David Meade

February 24, 2015 at 11:05 AM

Hey girlfriend -- It's been awhile and I am going through some Meg withdrawals . . . need some of your sweet words . . . post soon dear friend. Light and love.

Meg Anderson

February 24, 2015 at 12:55 PM

Dear David, sorry I have been busy and haven't had time to write! And I feel like I can't top what I have written. lol. And this weather has got me down. I am so sick of snow and cold. I will try to get inspired. You a sweet! Meg

Robert Johnson

February 14, 2015 at 11:42 AM

It's nice to entice and be enthralled. So don't you think twice when your heart has been called. The steam from your quill has clouded my view. My eyes are brown, what am I to do? :) Peace. :)

Meg Anderson

February 24, 2015 at 1:00 PM

Robert, thank you! lol Not sure and really like blue or green eyes but I supposed I could warm up to brown. lol

Liam Mcdaid

February 5, 2015 at 6:31 PM

excellent piece of writing meg very beautifully painted dear friend

Arthur Vaso

January 30, 2015 at 8:02 PM

Hi there Meg, loved this romantic write! I got your messages, was away a bit, you dont have soupmail enabled!! Anyways this is very lovely, on to the next!!!

Meg Anderson

January 30, 2015 at 9:04 PM

Awe your welcome. Glad you could read.

Paul Callus

January 29, 2015 at 1:21 PM

This is lovely...romantic and some more! You sure know how to entice your readers, Meg! Well done #7 // paul

Meg Anderson

January 29, 2015 at 1:46 PM

Paul awe Thank you. I try to reel them in with my passion.

David Meade

January 26, 2015 at 9:44 PM

That is smoking hot!! I like the blue eyes !! You are inspired now . . . good thing you stopped when you did . . . I don't think my heart could have taken anymore!! Way to go -- you rock girlfriend. 7

Meg Anderson

January 26, 2015 at 11:50 PM

Lol oh my dear sweet David! I thought you would like it. Yeah I don't know I was craving love. It's just how I want to be loved. Truly and deeply. I could of kept going but I like keeping the reader hanging. I'm glad you enjoyed it. Meg

Shane Cooper

January 26, 2015 at 8:35 PM

A great poem so sensual so warm, the intensity builds right to the final phrase. Love Shane xxx

Meg Anderson

January 30, 2015 at 9:15 PM

Lol.... I did not see your message until today. Well you have lovely poems as well. Full of emotion and warmth!

Shane Cooper

January 27, 2015 at 4:01 PM

Damn ! Where is god's gift to man (spell check) when i need it. Big fingers little key board." WONDERFUL"

Shane Cooper

January 27, 2015 at 3:57 PM

It is I who should thank you. Your poetry is wnderful.

Meg Anderson

January 27, 2015 at 3:54 PM

Lol yes you do! Your poems are deep and lovely as well. Thank you for taking the time to read mine!

Shane Cooper

January 26, 2015 at 11:58 PM

I try to be a man of all seasons, and as"all the world is but a stage" according to the bard. I like to roll where the wind blows me. I also like to ham it up sometimes to. love Shane

Meg Anderson

January 26, 2015 at 11:54 PM

Shane you are funny!

Shane Cooper

January 26, 2015 at 9:46 PM

It certainly appears to be the case unless your a monk. Enjoy life and damn the torpedoes! Shane xxx

Meg Anderson

January 26, 2015 at 9:36 PM

Yes it is need that must be fulfilled.

Shane Cooper

January 26, 2015 at 9:34 PM

Don't we all? xxx