Edward Orozco Poet Free verse

In Her Arms

I can smell the ink, I can almost taste the joy of my pen
My heart whispers to my soul, a secret it isn't for I know it so
They chat about her scent, her beautiful way of being

I had her in my arms, she smelled so wonderful
Her skin so soft to my hands and lips
I caressed her entire body with my lips, and I sighed

I felt my body weaken to hers
My blood began to rush, yet I controlled it
For it is tought to not act upon a need

I began to talk to her body with mine
Her hair on my face, the scent again swept me off my senses
I lost all concentration, as I was in her arms

Her eyes looked upon me
My heart looked upon her
I felt her on me, and I froze

With desire I felt her fire
With emotion I spoke to her heart
And with love I too met with her soul

I kissed her everywhere
Her touch is amazing
Her love is one of a kind

I need her
For I am lost without her
She is my heart

I give my life to her
And I wish to provide for her
I love her, my dear bear I yearn to be in your arms

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Charmaine Chircop May 27, 2009 at 3:27 PM your tender loving care for your bear is never ending,she is a lucky one

Colin Mitchell Williams May 27, 2009 at 8:11 AM Beautifully honest and romantic Jeremiah.... ps thanks for the comment

Carolyn Devonshire May 26, 2009 at 8:04 PM How lucky she is to have a man who loves her so much, Jeremiah. You have such a tender heart. It shows in your romantic writes. Beautiful poem! Love, Carolyn