Poem Body
Sparkling wine;
ruby red fine.
The sunsets, two silhouettes,
moving into the power of love.
No pretenses
waking senses.
Desire, boom on fire,
sinking into the light of your eyes.
Sensual clicks,
exhaling mix.
Body flow, let myself go,
melting into the texture of you.
Comments
ALL ABOUT GIVING ONE SELF
for a lovely orgasmic intercourse
but of course
clothed in wild thoughts
It's all in the imagination!
It's all in the imagination!
He he
Thanks for coming by to read, drool and comment. Lol
Love Mand xxxxxx
Mandy
Pant, pant.........will return after a cold shower lol...........stan
did u shower
to enjoy the cool of a fellow poet's imagination
a poetry is one which germinates
into different directions..
this time of thoughts
not fascinations
Ha ha
Watch out Susan!
Mand
I guess the girls in Wales are hot now that Digit has been there lol.
Jogged my memory about forest fires and barbies can't remember why, Yours Ian.T
You'll have to send Digit
You'll have to send Digit here again! Lol - trouble is they'll be hot ( possibly charred ) for a different reason. Lol
He he