Nakesha Banks Poems
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A kiss on the lips
a stroke of the hand
fantasies played out as sigh's of exstacy burst into the air
desires and exspectations meet wiht unimangnable plesure,
things you would never dare think of but just wait it gets so muc better
soft succulent lips meet an awaiting neck yearning for slow steady kisses but hasent recieved them yet
our eyes meet
is it love? or it it lust?
our hands connect
our bodies touch
both so anxious yet we choose to take it slow
we realize it's not love or lust but PASSION we both now ...
Love As A Perception
The Reality Of life is there is no Love
Only Feelings and thoughts of what you thought it was
The Reality of Love is it disrupts your life
it creeps up like a crook and cuts deep like a knife
The Reality of my life is I thought I had found Love
till he broke my heart and I saw him for what he really was........