New Poem by Me
The truth in the eye of the beholder
that I'm afraid to touch you and
hold you so much that I may
die from fear and having a lonely
heart as I stare into space thinking of
you and wishing for so many things
while you hold me telling me its going to be okay
As you hold me telling me that things are going to be fine,
you plant a kiss onto my lips and I kiss right back as your
true beauty smiles right at me, reaching for Thy hand and
you as a goddess places your hands on my hair
pulling it as we are close waiting for them fireworks to
Sparkle while the rubies that going on into that green dress
revealing nipples aroused with our touch before we each
take land into the nearest comfy place to let our passions and mad love skills fly
While sending you into shivers and forming multiple orgasms into your body
that my fingers tend to do most of the talking as you're screaming and moaning
for more gentle touch that enter you so that after many hours of
hard modern love with our fully nude bodies exposed to which after some
hard sex, we have blankets covering our naked bodies up, holding up and smiling that we
embraced in the moment, dreaming of going for more
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The Colors of Many: A Collection of Poems
PoetryThese poems can make anybody feel things: love, desire and sadness.
