Before words were ever written
There were words.
Words that some what equate visibility.
This transparent line spoke
Before my eyes found the cover of your face.
With this burning desire to speak
I dotted my tongue with ink &
Began writing along the page of your thighs,
Placing the period of my lips above your navel.
Before words were ever written
There were words,
How ever silent
I dotted my tongue in your ink &
scribbled the blank page in my affection.
Between the space of words, I hear you moan
With this burning desire to speak
I dotted my tongue in your ink &
Began writing along the page of your thighs
Without restriction
It is powerful poem with very poetic romance theme and Rhythms, well done keep writing and stay blessed 10/10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Fantastic poem, full of passion and desire 10