*910 Touch Me Tenderly - Poem by John Knight
You touch my finger tips and my heart is a glow
Your lips caress my lips - and makes our love flow.
Touch is a wonderful outpouring of love
Like the rest of our senses a gift from above.
Love makes all our senses hightened and ready
To pleasure our Loved One and keep our love steady.
What we see with our eyes can make our hearts flutter
What we hear with our ears when sweet words we utter.
Scents can be deceptive - like Chanelle No.5
Makes a lady alluring and keeps love alive.
Visions of Loveliness and Tall Macho Men
Can sweep us off our feet - again and again.
The sweet sound of Her voice - His masculine tone
Set our hearts a-flutter whenever they phone.
The nuance of Her scent - His masculine smell
All help our decisions - a Heaven or Hell?
Each one of our senses can help us decide
Choose our partner for life - A Bridegroom or Bride.
Senses - Sight - Sound and Scent all give us a clue
Of the people we meet each day passing through.
But it's only through touch that real love can flow
It's through Hugging & Kissing that you really know.
The endorphins of love are released from your heart
And once they start to flow - you're never apart.
So please reach out and touch give big Hugs and a Kiss
To find your True Love and to share in love's bliss.
This leave me frustrated for as you are all aware
I write about 'Dream Love' which cerebral we share.
I know and you know that we can see and hear
Ourselves from a distance - and that brings us near.
Scent is superficial - but our touch is a must
Please reach out and try - your mind you must trust.
I am a 'Dream Lover' and I know what I feel
The LOVE in my DREAMS is both PERFECT and REAL! !
(John Knight - Freezing Colchester - 13 January 2010)
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