Another Somebodies Love Poem Part Eight Poem by mark king

I whispered in her ear like the wind
If you really love me?
I have ten grand for a Vegas wedding

Our eyes lock, then our lips
We are one in the passion
As we fumble with buttons
Clasps, zippers and strings

The cloths are all over the floor
And we are all over the bed
Her breasts are firm
And all her curves are right
I explore her body, cause it’s a wonder

She smells like daisies and lilac
My hands caress and my tongue roams
She is my fruit, my hunger

Slowly feeling her curves
I work my way to her ear
Pressing my body against her
And kissing her neck, she moans

Because I am just a troubadour
Whispering words of love
Our love-making turns into fervor
A waltz of man and woman
Love and mirth

Bewitched and smitten
Lovers lying close together
With our hands laced together
I watch her breath as she lies sleeping
My eyes close knowing the secret of life
As I drift off our hearts beat as one

The end