The forbidden fruit still calling me.
You may wonder if I while does my eye still fondle thee,
And shall my heart beat yet faster
then, whence I long,
Beyond the stars of heavens open,
where I may hold thee,
A place fonder than a tiny jewel,
sparkling with a future
Eye, and peace in knowing secrets of
thy making, often taking
Never faking but for love.
Again such fruit I’ll eat my fill, so sweetly thy smile
Has stolen me to be at sea, adrift on
ocean, a locomotion,
Train to comfort on our hill, scents
and potions catching us
Creating still more thrill, where
love and passion never wains,
Often builds up again, so no-one
loses yet must gain,
A friend for time eternal.
Seeing how fond the wind does stroke thee, amazes even
I, for once I made a pact with god, to
send me grace
A pleasing companion with sweet and
cherished face, he made me
Notice, ever more this notion, how
even perfection was still
Perfection if eyes were mine, to see
through time and space,
True beauty before thine eyes.
Of soul to soul encountered deeply, once more evolving how
We tenderise our minds, for on the
waves we misbehave, roll
The dice for something more than
nice, A tad refreshing over ice,
Kept behind New revelations, from
where we knew a way to
Dance, take one more sensual evening
for soft romance, a
Simple pleasure again, perchance.
Strong have been the stirrings of my loins, rubbed golden
coins,
Hold my hands and Grip the ferrel
exposing shiny metal,
Happy we could simply feel that
glowing Evaporating steel,
Natures way to make us kneel, and
embrace the love within,
That builds and binds, and dips and
grinds, blows more
Than minds of us as lovers.
I’ll not forget how Love can still fight to blind me,
Nor enter in my heart yet bold, so
get behind me, where
Malice never ever, is Allowed to
bind, for here within the
Place I’m speaking, all time for
eternal praising became a
Fact of how amazing, you are in thine
eyes, thine heart, and
On thine proverbial tongue.
X
X
No comments:
Post a Comment