When you fall in my arms in the bed
Tell a story of love giving me kisses
My hands go on exploring your curves
Sing a song of lust loosening your tresses
Hold my fingers and guide me to your
Garden where I will get my pleasure
I feel like drunk with its sweet fragrance
Let the rill of love in you swell into a river
Night will wrap us in its dark shroud
And stifle your moans of ecstasy till
There will be wet splotches on the sheets
Sound from rubbing of limbs won't be shrill
Beautiful and romantic love poem with nice collocation. Read and enjoyed. Thanks for sharing.10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
too simple for the western hemisphere but don't fear it's okay on your side fully clothed
Hahahaha.... may be. Thanks.