It Means More To Me Than Freedom Poem by Karin Holloway

It Means More To Me Than Freedom



It means more to me than freedom
This urge is urgently screeching
To live out a fantasy dream
To be with you for comfort, dear,
Its extremes exacting no pain
And all the cosmos to fly with
To find my self in finding again.
And for you, with tongue that drips,
Oozing down avenues, gilt honey
Careening around corners
Caressing my boners
This passageway is pulsing
With eagerness divine.

Saturday, April 26, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: relationships
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success