John-Ovan.P. Hull Poet I do not know?

Smrit Dreams

Find some sleep my lovely girl,
 sending you dreams from across the world,
 into your bed, where you are curled,
 awaiting my warm loving touch,
 the passion fills, oh so much,
 our blood now does rush
 undress me, caress me, fill me and refresh me,
 like darling I do worship you,
 into yours my bodies mingling
 arousing sensations, so very tingling
 we're gonna make love all evening
 we need nothing, we have everything!!
 ©John-Ovan.P.Hull

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Red Fiery January 12, 2012 at 9:25 AM woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow johny ..i would love to hear this every night before retiring to bed, I have become so insomniac that i start frowning as soon as everyone goes out to sleep...lucky people...this one sings to me mre than anything...heart winnig peotry..