In the night, a breeze sends desire
Passion awakes at your sight
You leave your bedside just to dream of a figure
In the shadows you secrete your finger
Burrowed deep inside your cavern
Feel the chill, feel the tingle
You see the figure coming closer and closer
His eyes, crimson as a flaming rose
Your finger rapidly dissolves beneath your lips
And you began to moan and sigh
Heart, beating faster and faster and harder
Feel the tingle, feel the rush
He is right in front of you
Your cavern releases juices of sweet eternity
Your finger doused in pale wine
He leans over for a kiss, oh a kiss of a lifetime
What - it is a blur, you are on your bed
Feel the rush, feel the dream
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Written April 6th, 2006
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you couldnt have made this better if youtried. this is an excellent poem. you make it seem so reak so vivid.
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yep i agree with gothic tulip on this one the is so sensual and the way it ends is soo good!
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you could not have made it more erotic and sensual than that....I really mean it.
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