Tuesday, January 4, 2011


You shocked me woman
Like gossamer
Desperately lost in your brown eyes
Swallowed whole and loving every minute
Developing a passion for your swaying hips 
Kindly caressing moments of rapture
Knowing that nothing
-- not even a porcelain sky --
is as stunning as you
Trying for modes of expression created out of the sands
Settling for grunts and groans of wolfish love
Insensible to your tidal waves
Trying to find the long lingering moments when smiles reign
Easing my way past golden horizons
They simply pale before you
I’m smitten by the tender clouds of grace
Teeming with sufferable strains of love’s intent
I cry out for you
Blessed be me that you are here
What a miracle that I may be worthy

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