Sweet Nothings Poem by Warren Augustus de Guzman

Sweet Nothings

Rating: 2.3


A flood of thoughts bring me to you.
Recurrent themes in a never ending dream.

Your kiss, your caress,
Your lips, your breast,
The beads of sweat on your chest.
The nights of sweet passion plays over and over.

In my mind, in my thoughts, in everything I see.
These thoughts flood my head and bring you to me.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Herbert Nehrlich1 05 January 2005

Nice. Says it all in few words and hides little.Love those beads. Good. H

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