Your neck is a callin' me,
Long hair is a hiden thee
Turn around! turn around!
Anticipation is a bitin' me
But now th' sun is a blindin' me,
Oh, not the sun,
Its just your radiant smile
I've not seen that in some while
Come run with me,
Come be my lady
Play in the noon day,
Rest where its shady
Look up in the trees,
Leaves sway,
Such peace
Resting your neck,
Sweet with salty sweat
On my arm
As we lay
Side by side
Arm in arm
Eyes turn briefly from the heavens
One,
To look at
The other.
Cheeky title... cheekier poem! Like it... HG: -) xx
Poems like this make love just so lovely.... Now that's nice, very very nice :) thank you, best wishes T
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I would like to translate this poem
nice 'n neat write...brightly passionate...the expressions-sweet salt sweat- all go very well with the sentiments thrown inside...thanks...10