Persaude me in the ways of the skin,
Wrap me in your arms, cacoon me in your sin,
Cradle my thoughts with open palms,
Let our lust drip through the cracks of your fingers,
Let our lips meet, then thereafter linger.
Touch Down my body,
Whilst Whispering words of sweet persausion,
get me to do the impossible...
Get me to drink from that sacred spring,
My body I have given to thee, My words of love to you shall cling.
Enchanting are your words,
Like art they paint pictures so vivid,
Enfuriating lust, thats makeing me livid,
I'm yours to do as you please,
take me now, I'm upon my knee's,
waiting for your word to let my love please,
I've taken your lust, next...your love is what I shall seize.
Very expressive poem shows a lot of passionate.I can read and feel more between your lines and words.Well done
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Gosh, this took my breath away. I know someone I would want to share this with. Lust or love? I wonder, what comes first?