Her breath, labours
lungs crushed with desire.
Eyes, dilate
visions of bodies entwined.
Thoughts, lustful
destined to drive her insane.
Realisation, inevitable
he did not even know her name.
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In The Name Of Love
Poetry"Come inside this heart of mine, feel the beat to the poets rhyme, words they tumble, spilling pain, tales of woe or love, again." Poems about love, good and bad, real and imagined, sometimes beautiful, sometimes dark but always, always, from the...
