Her back is turned towards me, my hands upon her hips
The scent she wore, a womans heady wine,
My touch upon her silken skin, so soft my fingertips
As her body nestled closer into mine.
My arms, they now encompass her, wrapped gently, so sublime,
My cheek upon the softness of her hair,
The fragrance of her body, pressing firmer into mine,
Caused a whisper of my love, I did declare.
The night it passed so slowly, within my lovers arms,
The love we made, so sweet, so soft, so pure,
A tenderness, so beautiful, so loving were her charms,
I was captive to her sensual soft allure.
Did I not comment on this one? How could I not? I must have sent it to your inbox. But goodness me, What a sensuous lovely romantic poem. If only someone felt that way about having been with me. Sigh............
i didn't comment on this poem before the first time around because I was kind of embarrassed to admit that I was....(ahem) ....affected by it....but I guess you know a woman who says she isn't is lying!
Exciting, entrancing, romantic and all the other Mmmmmm words. Your skillful pen does you credit, Laurie. Irene
What can I say! That it is oh! so romantic and I sighed too as I read it Laurie. It is soft and beautiful with alluring rhyme and style. Wonderful poetry... 10 Karin Anderson
This poem has it all - rhyme, rhythm and romance. By the way, can you let me know the name of the fragrance? ! S ;)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
well written, reminds me of the days that passed