Forgive Me
When you entered the room everything stood still.
Only your gentle and precise movements are what I see.
I know you feel me watching and I'm sure it makes you nervous.
Forgive me.
I'm drawn at first to your dark but lucid eyes. The accent of your brows placed passionately above them causes my world to melt away and become engulfed into yours. Your hair lovingly outlines a face of innocent beauty. The smooth lines of your nose entrap my thoughts as they gracefully lead to your lips...
Forgive me.
Your lips, from a distance, draw me close. The velvety soft features call out to my passions and lead me into a dream. A passionate dream where angels fear to tread. I imagine a soft scent of flowers that would entrap my desires as you adjust your long flowing hair to reveal a tempting and reverent neck. As my eyes fall softly and downward, your silhouette of infatuating design fascinates me. Your hands, your hands are perfect. Your nails are beautiful.
Again, forgive me for the thoughts that entrap my soul.
I see your hands ever so close. Touching my face, my chest, my body...
Reality causes my passion for you to die ever so
abruptly... The world can at times be cruel and
painful. Too often, two worlds never meet...
For but a moment I envision a shared world of passion
and a lifetime of encounters that fill my soul with such desire that I... I...
Forgive me...
Thank you for gracefully entering my world and
letting me share moments of romantic passion
with you! Again... please forgive me for desiring your
presence, your touch, your passion, your soul...
Only your gentle and precise movements are what I see.
I know you feel me watching and I'm sure it makes you nervous.
Forgive me.
I'm drawn at first to your dark but lucid eyes. The accent of your brows placed passionately above them causes my world to melt away and become engulfed into yours. Your hair lovingly outlines a face of innocent beauty. The smooth lines of your nose entrap my thoughts as they gracefully lead to your lips...
Forgive me.
Your lips, from a distance, draw me close. The velvety soft features call out to my passions and lead me into a dream. A passionate dream where angels fear to tread. I imagine a soft scent of flowers that would entrap my desires as you adjust your long flowing hair to reveal a tempting and reverent neck. As my eyes fall softly and downward, your silhouette of infatuating design fascinates me. Your hands, your hands are perfect. Your nails are beautiful.
Again, forgive me for the thoughts that entrap my soul.
I see your hands ever so close. Touching my face, my chest, my body...
Reality causes my passion for you to die ever so
abruptly... The world can at times be cruel and
painful. Too often, two worlds never meet...
For but a moment I envision a shared world of passion
and a lifetime of encounters that fill my soul with such desire that I... I...
Forgive me...
Thank you for gracefully entering my world and
letting me share moments of romantic passion
with you! Again... please forgive me for desiring your
presence, your touch, your passion, your soul...
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