I longed for you through
the loneliest nights
pleading the cold, empty space
beside me
to contain, your presence
once more.
-Another empty bottle
and another empty night,
drowning the
dark
dreary pangs of regret,
missing your intoxicating
passion and lust.
Fantasy becomes reality
when you find your way back into
my arms;
I feel my fire deep
within ignited
that very first touch and my love
spills forth.
-Your penetrating warmth
arouses my primal desires,
promising the release
I desperately need.
Your ivory form,
melting upon my flesh.
I’m lost to your heart
when hands
caress every, sizzling naked
inch of my desirousness
and we begin to share
our story of romance.
-Submitting to your rapture,
my cravings
savour
your pulsing, quivering delicacy.
We fervently capture the night,
tasting the ripened fruit
of a love that can never be quelled.
Um I don't know speak the truth lol :)
Sorry, you cannot respond to an archived poemReviews
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This was as erotic as it was romantic. I loved reading this one.
Though i did find the mood breaking up on "dark" and "savour" for some reason..... Rewarded 4
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I think it's well done. Erotic and enticing, but some of the language is cliche (at least in my opinion), especially the last line. Bluebird
. Rewarded 4
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piss off with the opinion it is cliched.....
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Sorry, didn't mean to offend. I see you disagree.
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Anyone got a cigarette?
I needed to change my panties after I read this one!
Awesome, Cinfully!
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hehehe, why thank you
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himanshumodi
June 23
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