At Delicious Touch of Luscious Strawberry Lips
At Delicious Touch Of Luscious Strawberry Lips
At delicious touch of luscious strawberry lips
I fall into that gasping dream,
this heart swells to absorb your all,
as this soul becomes so very smitten.
I spread my hope into eager heaps
as glowing as golden sun's fire;
at the thought of our sweet night
long held juices begin to flow forth
and in paradise I dance into love with you,
willing prisoner of your sexual flames;
savoring fantasy that has been born into reality
with each word uttered, your angelic image frees
urges that are leaping to be unbound.
To sleep in such arms;
in parades of heavenly bliss.
As I pray no storm breaks this spell,
that your warmth never leaves our silken bed,
I hold back, this my great fear:
That high tide will wash away this blessed moment
in resulting void, loneliness shall return;
its aches to re-seize ill fated moans,
of lost soul crying in the rain,
for passion's great throbs
and ecstasy once gained.
Your pleasures are my nirvana,
your touch my sweetest desires,
I in my visions know you are real
in this sea of dreams;
desperate, awaiting your heavenly return.
From dawn and its welcoming rays
this spirit feels you grow ever near
knowing such passionate treasures may pass by
as I walk this desolate road,
broken man again, running from deepest of my fears.
Robert J. Lindley
8-09- 2017
Free verse, ( Aches of The Broken Spell)
( Passionate release in dreams born of Hope)
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