Composing Her Naturally To Me Poem by Captain Cur

What once is gone may never again be
awakening thoughts in unspoken sound
with these words adrift, motionless I found
composing her naturally to me.

I thrilled to her, her sweet coy words touching
all parts of me her cool breath underground
stealth like kisses indelibly wound
rising bout my lips soulful, saliently

wistfully thinking her ever to be
awakening thoughts in unspoken sound
with these words adrift, motionless I found
composing her naturally to me.