The rose• Show poetry

I am an adult woman who believes in feeling the romance...I long to hold that special man alongside a blazing fireplace....Sipping wine .... whispering of our wants and desire's...and also the future ...

To get there, two hearts must .....

Also, I believe in the soft caresses of man, the roughness of his hands when he's eager to play and the gentleness that comes when lovemaking begins...to feel his lips brush mine, the soft whispers in my ears...to feel the dream of passion release... to get close to me, you must know how to handle.....

Sweet seduction, gentle stripping of attire, warm hands inviting the other to endulge in the evening moonlight, to watch the stars of intimacy dance in their eyes...to watch the moon cover their body with it's beautiful glow...pure nakedness where scars of the past no longer exist, just the beauty of the flesh before you...feeling the warmth of their breath bringing arousal to parts that seem to have vanished years ago...Nothing wrong with a little..or alot of......

Single and on fire for love, romance, passion and burning desire...the rose....that's me...tempting and delicious, full of vibrant colors, full of tempting thoughts and romantic flames... If you can't bring forth honesty, love and respect, this lady doesn't need you... I will not allow my petals to be burned by no gamer....Learn yourself before you set sights on this rose...for I am tempting...and my ways are inviting...but I avoid the storms that I can control...So bring forth your own destiny...You want to raise hell and bring a storm in my path, be prepared to be handled... quickly...This rose has done fine without you and definately doesn't need any assistance...If you love...we can chat, If you have respect...we can chat...if you have bullshit...take it to the pasture and enjoy the cows.