I beckon to thee, soft whispers warm in your ear
Come sit at my side, Come lie close to me
Come my lovely one, Let my lips convince thee
Allow me to lay my desires across thee, taste thee
Open your heart to me, Allow me to learn to unravel thee
Allow my hands to glide, Allow me to lay soft kisses across thee
Allow me to raise your passion, to embrace thee
Come my dear one allow yourself release
Our flames to brighten, to overcome thee
Burning, Swirling, Blending, Consuming
Come closer I say to thee
Come away with me, and fear nothing
Breathe softly my Copper Dove
I beckon thee
Please tell me what you think
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nice, its sweet
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hmmmm good poem I wont say perfect ive seen some good ones in my days, but very good i was never a fan of the old english style poems any way so maybe im biased ANY way nice poem and good work you have written a very strong and powerful poem with good rythm and rhyming a nice flow to it all the way through good work
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Thanks
OH 'tis not perfect I agree. I have been beating my head against a writers block for... months. This is the first to come trickling down from the muse. -laughs- I'm not a huge fan of old English either, but I like "thee". ^.^ Thanks.
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wow. this is such a great peice!! i don't know what to say, but, PERFECT!
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Thanks
I appreciate the read and comment. ^.^
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Thats so...
I don't think that there is a word for it, its that good -
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I really appreciate the comment and encouraging words. ^.^
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