Shhh

Softly you wishper in my ear
Holding me tight
How could any one be so dear
Hun it feels so right

Strong arms around me
Hands on my hips
Heat of our bodys set me free
Hunger on your lips

Seeing your soul
Hearing your shigh
High on your glow
Hard not to fly

Silently you pull closer
Hands press me to you
Hardly breathing lower
How can it be true

One slow dance and then your gone
My dream is over How I tried to hold on
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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December 21, 2012 at 9:54 PM
Nita, love the grip,,, wishing more of this dream...xox~pd
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December 21, 2012 at 10:24 AM
oh you are a tease, nita, this is a wonderful sensuous poem, and just love the last stanza...have a wonderful festive season....
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