Forever Love
Her lips like a sweet wine intoxicate me completely,
her eyes draw my unending gaze, I am lost to her desires...
She is the river that quenches my thirst, satisfying my
bodies hunger in every inch of her subtle frame...
There is no doubt God has made her for me,
I am the only man she gives a second glance,
I am forever hers...heart, mind and soul.
To have great poets there must be great audiences too.
Walt Whitman, American Poet (1819-1892)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| My Love | 1 | 03/22/2010 |
| Time | 1 | 03/20/2010 |
| Rambling Thoughts | 1 | 03/20/2010 |
| Drive On | 1 | 03/20/2010 |
| Scars | 0 | 03/20/2010 |
| Impulse | 0 | 03/12/2010 |
| Fools' Ideals | 0 | 03/12/2010 |
| Catch | 0 | 03/12/2010 |
| Time and Space | 0 | 03/09/2010 |
| Un | 0 | 03/09/2010 |
| Desperate | 0 | 03/09/2010 |
| Forever Love | 0 | 03/09/2010 |
| Kiss Me | 1 | 03/09/2010 |
| Shades | 0 | 03/09/2010 |
| Call | 0 | 03/09/2010 |
| Fantasy | 0 | 03/09/2010 |
| Vacant Thoughts | 0 | 03/09/2010 |
| Too... | 0 | 03/09/2010 |
| untitled | 0 | 03/09/2010 |
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