wishper softly'
wishper softly'' wishper softly'
I can see you, my love;
you arrive with wind swept hair
and whisper softly
against my pillow.
With a touch, you bring
the summer heat
to my heart
and a garden full
of lush red roses.
The taste and feel of you
is delicious,
and I feast on your closeness,
while fire sizzles along my
every nerve.
As the stars burn
in a black velvet sky,
I'm lost to you and the
familiar and magnificent
tug of desire that
only you can inspire
I can see you, my love;
you arrive with wind swept hair
and whisper softly
against my pillow.
With a touch, you bring
the summer heat
to my heart
and a garden full
of lush red roses.
The taste and feel of you
is delicious,
and I feast on your closeness,
while fire sizzles along my
every nerve.
As the stars burn
in a black velvet sky,
I'm lost to you and the
familiar and magnificent
tug of desire that
only you can inspire
Please login or register
You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
Login or Registerleave comments/feedback and rate this poem.