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Eros, Come to Me.

I saw you in my dream, early this morn.

With a look that made me melt,

Open arms that made me feel protected,

Even in the face of eternal threats.

Hair more perfect that mine has ever been.

Deep, yet transparent eyes of clarity,

And an expression of confidence.

Sheer beauty, like none I’ve ever known.

Our bare naked bodies embraced,

with my legs around your hips,

and yours crossed underneath my existence.

Our arms entangled themselves

as our chests became so close

that our hearts beat in synchronicity.

Romantic is a description which

Insults the feeling in my soul.

Raptured, incarnated, and perhaps

Electrified to life hardly begin to capture

The physical, emotional and spiritual orgasm

That shot through my entire being.

I became a Goddess.

.

And now I fall asleep,

Hoping, praying, that you will visit me again.

Perhaps in my dreams,

But if I’m lucky…I will truly know you.

Come back to me lover.

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  • queen Moderators member
    September 29, 2008

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    welcome to all poetry

    Hi elissabelle

    This is fantastic, i hope your dream lover comes to you in your waking hours Well done poet
    Please keep writing, reading and commenting
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