Deep entrancement,
The moment of truth,
The question.....can I,
The dare.....step forth....
Red rose no more,
A no power flower,
Deep touch....becons more
look close....forget a'more...
Hands of embrace,
seek wonder of lust,
trails ablaze....fingers search,
camber curve...nerves learch...
Each hill an' valley,
spinail cords length,
entrace slow...shivers quail,
small of back....massage' sale...
Back of knees,
twinge with delight,
three fingers...vigarous move...
Feel heat.....find groove...
Encircle the cap,
ever upward in motion,
the question...can I,
the answer....dare I.....
Well, you're this far, might as well go for broke! Or are you a tease? Pretty hot stuff there, Geoff. LInda
Wow Geoff.... back of the knees had me! Get yourself on that trip.... go for it! Love the tease of this one...... great write. HG xx
He who dares wins. And a winner of a piece this is, for sure. G, my hat off to you. t x
Oh I think you already have, sir Geoff... its nice to see that the night in shining armour has a naughty side. A thrilling write
Well, thats quite the trip Geoff! Thanx for making me ((Smile)) ! ! Great poem with a Great title! =Shelley=
Wow...my screen just shattered and my glasses Well done without saying the words
Whew! ! ! Is it hot in here? ? ? Eye-cheee-wow-wow! ! Hugs, Dee
A brilliant explanation of deep feelings that need to branch out Beautifully placed Geoff Well done again my friend Love duncan X
An absolutely senuous experience here, with no holding back. Excellent-----Melvina
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ok, my glass of merlot is now bubbling from the heat of this write..... whew... Well done!