• Passion


    Invitational glances provoke thoughts of sliding skin and wet breaths
    resulting in quivering lips and hot whispers.

    Warm fingers trace soft curves caressing smooth sensuality, inducing
    throbbing hearts and aching bodies.

    Hungry appetites stalk the mellifluous sustenance of fleshly intoxication
    producing the begging of being satisfied.

    Yearning desires succumb to the longing perfection reflecting the unison of
    the connecting souls mirroring absolute belonging.

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    dragonheart1 commented on Hungry


    Belonging is a great hujnger many of us never find. but all our wants can be fed if we make the right choioce and believe in ourselves

    magicmanzz commented on Hungry


    bravo i like the way you write r u married or involved with anyone....

    WordSlinger commented on Hungry


    This poem is on fire, whoooooooo producing the begging of being satisfied. Very nice,, I gave it a 10

    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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