|
Links
Mary Lynn's Poetry Corner
Mick and Mary Lynn's Site
|
Sing the song of silken tresses,
Laughing eyes, and rustling dresses,
Gaze into her soul, and smile,
Whisper secrets for a while.
I sing the body bountiful,
Sing the song of gentle laughter,
Thoughts that linger ever after.
Taste her essence, see her face,
Hold her close, feel her pulse race.
I sing the body bountiful,
Hearts afire and passions rule.
Sing the song of hearts united,
Passions heat that can't be slighted,
Two alone, who merge to one,
Tumbling, soaring, towards the sun.
I sing the body bountiful,
Hearts afire and passions rule.
Reaching, searching, lost, alone,
Sing the song of heat and need,
Starting quietly, gaining speed,
Surging wildly, join, recede,
United both in heart and deed.
I sing the body bountiful,
Hearts afire and passions rule.
Reaching, searching, lost, alone,
Seeking shelter, safety, home.
|