Make Haste, My Love… Poem by Louise Tredoux
Make Haste, My Love…
Oh, you don’t know what dreams I’ve had,
the lovely thoughts, the beautiful plans, the
naughty ideas – I think those are impractical
moves, but you never know, we might make
them come true; and the wild wonders we
shall experience – make haste, my love;
come unto me; I can’t wait for your lips
and arms enfolding me; and your hands
- this is where it gets naughty…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
9/23/2024 7:19:02 AM # 1.0.0.1119
