* life and death are sometimes simultaneous. crossing the boundries between this place and an exquisite existance (even if only realized for a brief moment..) . heightened only by the love shared between one another a moment later... *
MMmmmmmmmm He coo's
Into her ear
Soft 'I love you's'
Bring her near
Her imagery
Locked in his eyes
As mounting passions
Realize
Her breath becomes
A rapid gasp
She screams his name
As muscles Grasp
Pulsing Waves
Of ecstacy
Enslave her to
His mastery
And then...again
No rest between
Her nails dig deep
Where sheets had been
Crumpled on the floor
Now lay
Heaping piles
Symbolic fray
As once again
Her moans release
The present power
Beyind her peace
And with each short
And gasping breath
She's brought to life
Thru a little death.
LMAO thank you all! You guys are awesome and I love you for it! Sure know a way to bring a smile upon a gal's face.... *chuckling @ ya'll* mwahs n hugs Love~N~Honor, Kris
Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooosh, I Agree Duncan times 1000
Wooooooooooooosh! Kris...Anyone ever tell you that melting members P.C.'S is an egregious offense? ! WHEW! ! ! ...I gotta go & get a cool cloth...oh, yeah, your comment...errr...WHAT DUNCAN SAID X10! '''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''' FRANKSTER ''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''
WOW KRISTIN, no, that's it, WOW says it all Love duncan XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
If one needs to suffer a little death to have this..... quick wheres my sword...lol Passionate write my dear!