Spellbound
lost,in silent wonder
held fast by anothers will
as she fills my mind to overflowing
feather soft her kisses blowing
thus for one brief interlude
in the stillness of my solitude
lost,in silent wonder
so very deep that i may drown
lost,am i and furthermore-
i pray i'm never found.
Copyright © Rob Metcalf | Year Posted 2010
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