You….Object Of My Desire Poem by Linda Farino-Bokitko Lagnese

They're All funny honey....

You.....an object of my Desire....
As darkness falls, I sense my deepest desires begin to call....I hear him call to me in the velvet night, once again....my dearest lover and best friend, a thousand years have come and gone and still he comes for me to share my bed, desire claims their soul as one... now morning calls, and desire rises with the sun, as she softly whispers, my one, my only.... once again desire repeats it's call and a thousand years have now come to past....for my deepest desire has come at last....