I am swept by visions of glory,
Given to flame and burnt to the soul.
Of touching bonds in raging fury,
For I am half and we are whole.
I am swept by touch so gentle,
Beneath the silk in passions hold.
In crash of lace and cast of cotton,
Beyond the lines of thread and fold.
I am swept by taste with hunger,
Moving now with brush and blow.
Caress in strokes so endless sweeping,
As carnal needs in tide do flow.
I am swept by scent, your essence,
Arousing breathless, this stirring swelled.
Pulling now in heave with fervour,
In ebb and curl, your body held.
I am swept by joy with rapture,
Beyond all bound and rushing crest.
Racing hearts with warm elation,
A moment felt, from heaven blessed.
Excellent write. Beautiful poem. Enjoyed reading it...Well written.
Excellent write Andrew, you captured the mild eroticism very well.
You certainly did what you was asked, very tastefully done, And a beautiful poem. Really great work.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow, you are good at it. It is as if I am reading a romantically erotic/erotically romantic novel Very nice