Last Night. Poem by Fay Slimm
Last Night.
Last night I breathed an air so rare.
A free-from-panic air.
Intoxicating air.
Such fluffy-white-cloud air.
An ether-thin clear air.
Pure, satisfying air.
Air breathed without a single care,
All because my love was there.
air in which you speak speaks to me and makes me want to breath all that you breath what wonderful air to breath a poem that touches me please write more
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5/14/2024 12:54:26 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Aah, nothing like the lovemaking of a good man to make a woman feel good and all tingly inside, Fay, which is the conclusion I draw from this charming and delightful poem. That warm afterglow of a good loving stays with one for a good while, and makes the anticipation of the next time all that much sweeter! A very beautiful poem, Fay! Carl.