Pale blue,
I laid my head.
Pale blue to red, from your desire.
A gift for you,
Golden hair
Delicate, precious, in your care.
Aroma for you,
Love divine
An offering to you, so true of mine.
Scent of you
Remains on me
Comforts my heart, sets me free.
Muscular thighs,
Comfort me.
Moulding my body, Embracing me.
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
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4 comments:
Not nice enough, so it seems Barnze..but thanks for the comment
Muscular thighs? I feel inadequate! Ever thought of having your poetry published? Dunno how yer'd do it but I think it'd happen. Better 'n nice enough n all babe. ('cept the muscular thighs!)
x from the sensitive softie! That is really a first!! tvm
Published? Hmm I wonder..could be worth thinking about..feel I need to learn about style etc regards writing but maybe the uneducated poems are the best ones - who knows? Cheers 4D x
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