Whisper Wake Poem by Arno Le Roux

Whisper Wake

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'Whisper Wake'

Nails running slow
Watching her glow
Pulled slow from sleep
Breathing her deep
Faking her rest
Lips over breast
Hugging her tight
Pleasure her plight
Her urging now burn
Emotions high turn
Hands interlocked
Ecstatically blocked
Moved ever slow
Her whispers to grow
Earth moves the play
As time ticks away
Arno Le Roux 2015

Monday, November 2, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: romance
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