Pale as moonlight on an overcast night,
her lovely skin flawless, she is my dream.
To touch, hold her, would make any day bright,
just that one simple thought, makes my eyes gleam.
The passion within her, so young and alive,
sets my blood burning, with hot desire.
She's the air that I breathe, would not survive,
her love is the fuel that feeds my souls fire.
Just one gentle touch, the flame does ignite,
trace of color, on a red flushing cheek.
At her beck and call, don't put up a fight,
under lusts onslaught, defenses are weak.
Only thing missing is her in my arms,
would gladly fall to her seductive charms.
Author notes
Prompt: A trace of color
Dedicated to my sweetheart Tory,
who had a Birthday yesterday.
Here is another one for you baby.
Love you Tory
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A contest entry
- Spill Some Ink My Way by jasminerose.
850 points, ended July 6, 2008, 22 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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A lovely piece of poetry written for the one you love!!
A very beautiful sonnet with tender and passionate imagery!!
Thank you for entering this very heartfelt poem of sighs for us all to share in!!
Jasminerose
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This indeed sets one to pondering...sheesh sweet love in one arms...when and where?
Come and gone...ah well
such is life.
as always this was heartfelt and precious
Love you
Passions
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'Just one gentle touch, the flame does ignite'
...this is a wonderful line....
Very good write!
Galaxy2
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Your love for your sweetie just shines forth so wonderfully; so beautifully
I wish you much light and love!
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