yep, this one too. Heaven help me! Must have been in a fog bank at the time. Enjoy it for the first time if you haven't read before. If you have already read it or not its your choice. But I had to remedy the mistake. :) kathy
O, My Passion let me taste your nectar
Let the succulent juices of your fruit
Drop upon my tongue
I long to fill my desires with satisfaction
As i consume the essence of you
I want to walk with you
I want to feel your softness in the twilight
I want to taste your tongue
I want your satisfaction in the moonlight
I want to love with you
I shall dine upon you and you alone
For you fill the senses of my soul
Your aroma is pleasant and draws me
To the ripeness of your form
I will pluck you from the branches
And wash the dust from your skin
And then, My Love, I will bite into you
Until I burst upon your flesh
I want to talk with you
My senses are alive but uncontrolled
My tongue is waiting breathlessly
Your body is a temple for my soul
I want to prey on you
The warmth of you inside my mouth
Brings me to luscious heights of pure delight
I shall hold you there gently sucking
The sweetness from your pulp
Until at last i swallow you
And then, My Passion,
We will be one
I want to lie with you
I want to die with you between my patient arms
I want to cry with you, then spy on you, rely on you
I want your tender body's bittersweet embrace
I want to stay with you
Come be with me My Passion
For you have taken the heart of me at last
We will remain as one
And we will love you throughout eternity,
My Passion.
Co-write by Kathy Lockhart and Rob
Poetry by Kathy Lockhart
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Written on 2006-08-16 at 17:26
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Letters of Passion (repost of Co-write with Rob)
O, My Passion let me taste your nectar
Let the succulent juices of your fruit
Drop upon my tongue
I long to fill my desires with satisfaction
As i consume the essence of you
I want to walk with you
I want to feel your softness in the twilight
I want to taste your tongue
I want your satisfaction in the moonlight
I want to love with you
I shall dine upon you and you alone
For you fill the senses of my soul
Your aroma is pleasant and draws me
To the ripeness of your form
I will pluck you from the branches
And wash the dust from your skin
And then, My Love, I will bite into you
Until I burst upon your flesh
I want to talk with you
My senses are alive but uncontrolled
My tongue is waiting breathlessly
Your body is a temple for my soul
I want to prey on you
The warmth of you inside my mouth
Brings me to luscious heights of pure delight
I shall hold you there gently sucking
The sweetness from your pulp
Until at last i swallow you
And then, My Passion,
We will be one
I want to lie with you
I want to die with you between my patient arms
I want to cry with you, then spy on you, rely on you
I want your tender body's bittersweet embrace
I want to stay with you
Come be with me My Passion
For you have taken the heart of me at last
We will remain as one
And we will love you throughout eternity,
My Passion.
Co-write by Kathy Lockhart and Rob
Poetry by Kathy Lockhart
Read 550 times
Written on 2006-08-16 at 17:26
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