Impulse....

Perfect stranger I see you watching
We do not speak no words to be said
One look as we move closer
The song sings in melody
Your hands touch mine 
Mystical man come closer
Embrace so tight 
Your breath upon my neck
You kiss my smooth skin 
Nerve endings no controlling
Your grip around my waist tighter 
My silhouette glides in time 
There is an impulse between us
Its a signature of passion of where we now begin
Some may say a sin 
Unconditional seduction decides 
Of perfect stranger I see you now ....
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Fraser Avatar
June 20, 2010 at 7:40 AM
Oh to be the stranger in this loving meet, for their skins become their sheets in this sensuous of meets >> James
Kendrick Avatar
June 19, 2010 at 6:03 AM
Very passionate write...Sara
Devonshire Avatar
June 18, 2010 at 3:05 PM
Wow! This has such a subtle, well-described passion, Sarah. And the title is so appropriate. Great writing! Love, Carolyn
Spence Sr Avatar
June 18, 2010 at 2:31 PM
This is really nice. I like the essence of the poem and the flow of the words. It’s very touching! Great job! Joseph
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