My Love, Wayne
Love, Wayne
Your skin glows like the Banana, blossoms sexy as the daisy in the purest hope of
spring.
My yearning heart rises to your guitar voice and leaps like a dog at the whisper of
your name, Wayne.
The evening ascends in on a great humming bird wing.
I am calmed by your g-string that I carry into the twilight of tablebeams and hold
next to my philtrum.
I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears of water.
As my knees falls from my hat, it reminds me of your bed.
In the hushed, I listen for the last holler of the spring.
My heated naval leaps to my jeans. I wait in the crystal moonlight for your secret
thrill so that we may dance as one, naval to naval, in search of the glorious red and
spiritual eyes of love.
From the love poem generator on poetry soup!! LOL
Copyright © Doris Culverhouse | Year Posted 2010
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