Richard Lamoureux Poet Rhyme

Fire Rises

Her hands cold like ice
Release my desire
My passion growing
Burning like a fire

Tearing of fabric
Our bodies exposed
Feeling tingling
As passion explodes

Bodies entangled
Joined in every way
Rising and falling
Two lovers at play

Minutes become hours
Desire becomes quenched
Refreshed exhausted
Bodies fully drenched

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Eileen Manassian October 21, 2013 at 11:20 AM :-) Eileen Manassian October 21, 2013 at 11:21 AM Fabulous.....Richard....repost this....More people need to read it.....

Eileen Manassian May 25, 2013 at 1:24 PM Ummmmmm.....yea! WOW! Richard Lamoureux May 25, 2013 at 2:33 PM I forgot I wrote this one

Don Johnson December 4, 2012 at 4:58 PM Poet, you surely are like me, but thats just part of the loving see, passion might just send ya blind, but who cares come back baby mine, serendipity....? Richard Lamoureux December 4, 2012 at 5:52 PM Thanks Don, Keep on smilen buddy!