Distant Tears
tenderly talking, that’s how it started
the tips of my fingers suddenly parted
I found myself close to his loving lips
reflection of my love as I touched his hips
In my stained-glass soul I had lost control
the lust seen in his eyes would make me whole
the moonbeam smiles made my heart race
as my desire would dance across his face
chest to chest leaning in for a kiss
whispering sweet nothings of loving bliss
our babys-breath words that’s what occurred
loving whispers that are, all too often heard
"you'll always be the one that I need"
my blessing will be receiving his seed
his gentle touch as a single aching tear
I know that my lust spills over his fear
so now that I hold him and kiss his cheek
he gives me the thrill and relief that I seek
holding hands with him in our walks every day
the man of my dreams took my tears away





and much love~ Desire~*~












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