You tickle my fancy, tantalize me
and I fancy your tickle, be a tease
you are an angle; I can be your glow,
you bring out the devil in me,
but you already know.
You caress my mind, mesmerize me,
and I can mesmerize you, wait and see,
you are a sensation; I can be your ecstasy,
you bring out the exotic side,
come dance with me.
Touch my body, let me touch yours,
let me feel your skin, breath you in,
kiss my lips, and let me kiss yours,
my knees weakened just by the thought.
You can take my hand, and I will hold yours,
fill the space where it was empty before,
Show me your smile; show me your eyes,
this is where the truth lies, you can’t hide.
A contest entry
- Sexually Frustrated, Hmmm!!! by Poetryintheblood.
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Comments
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Very lovely!
I enjoyed your thoughts
so passionately expressed
and the rhyme incorporated as well.
Best of luck & thanks for entering
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Thank you for your wonderful entry, good luck, Josie
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Filling the empty spaces around the person is the only matter which is called the love in all terms and that you have wished here..a great poem..love it..well done...
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