Just A Feelin Poem by nicholas chapman

Just a Feelin

To dream
Of white soft sensual skin
Touching limbs like delicate stems
Supporting sensations of beauty's delights
Moments in the shadow of a moon.
A glimp's
As its silver light engulfs surrounds
Feelings riding higher than feathered wings
Hights of passion release surging above all
Loves sweet texture like harvest time
Consuming all else from within
Like clouds colliding erupting there edges entwine.
To dream