stolen
Stolen kisses in the night
fill your soul with warm delight
Heated breath against your skin
taken kisses again and again
Sweetest honey from my lips
Sweetest agony from my hips
Quaking muscles beneath my hands
Blood pounding with demands
Feel the fire and warmth surround you like a glove
spiraling your soul to the skies above
Driving you slowly mad with need
Fierce rythm full of greed
Gripping and tightening around you
'til you burst
Taking passion with so much thirst.
In an ocean of ecstasy you will scream
but wake up and find I'm only a dream.
- pamela's blog
- Login or register to post comments
comment
I liked it very much, Pamela. I can relate to what you're saying here. I'm about to check out more of your poems.