Come to me my sweet
a love so warm and tender
and nakedly we shall entwine
the warmth of true surrender
an overwhelming passion
embracing in its reach
a taste of scented avarice
when twinned emotions meet
Compulsion generated
and taken with desire
our lips engulfed in fusion
encapsulating fire
limbs in ached persuasion
in crisis to the heat
exploding in a torment
come to me my sweet.
Now steady on there Charles, O.k, It's true, I do love your poetry and you do have a wonderful heart, but we haven't even been out for a drink yet..Great fun in this.Very well written to.Love Duncan
The warmth of true surrender..... be still my heart. Very sensous. A lady would be declared sheer mad not to accept this invitation. Lovely written Charles. Patricia
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a well versed poem Charles.....your style is exquisite....