last night
as you slept in my ancient bed
i could not help but to think
of how you have changed my life
and the joy in my world
laying there asleep
resting from the pleasure of our madness
still damp and soft and burning
a miracle in lines and curves
a wonder in soft textures
so precious you are
a beauty at rest.. still touching yourself
unknowly holding the place of my passion
falling farther away to be alone
in your own private dreams
as you sleep
i kiss you one last time
remember again.. how you loved me
carrying me away from my self
from my trials
wrapping me again
in your beautiful sin
LeeL
Adding your comment:
Yeahhh, but I've been here for over 2 years; you just joined in April...
As for "sensitive men", I'd like to choke the idiot that told all y'all that "real men don't cry or show emotion"; I've always thought that's one reason you get ulcers & heart attacks...Ya gotta vent whatever is eatin' at ya...good & bad alike....ever seen a pressure cooker explode??? I have...it ain't pretty...I don't mind if a man weeps...just as long as he doesn't make a habit outta it...
Who really cares what "society" thinks, anyway??? They all do whatever they're gonna do, while looking down their noses at everyone else for doin' the same thing...
Wanda
Wanda
But I like it!