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Passion Touch me.
Trail each contour and valley
with blue-collar-rough fingertips,
that know well,
my paths of longing.
Inhale the scent of passion,
intertwined
with the musty perspiration
of nature's sexual cologne,
laced with hinted, lingering bath oil.
Listen to the whispered sounds;
the little sighs and moans.
The whimpered wanting
that resounds from these 4 walls,
in private, carnal conversation.
With glassy-eyed passion,
view the scenery
of the heights we scale
and visualize heaven
as we crest this mountain as one.
Taste the nectars of submission
and drink,
like pink champagne,
the moonshine that pours,
until you are inebriated.
Cathy:
This poem breaths of pure beauty and overpowering love. The visualization skills you dispaly in this work is simply breathtaking. The words you put forth so compliments the beauty love and eroticism that is so vividly displayed in portraying a beautiful poem of lovers together. I truly loved this poem Cathy and,from reading your other poems,am truly convinced you have a rare gift of writing beautiful and very meaningful poetry. Please never stop writing. Have a very beautiful day and please take care.
Regards,
Dave Richardson
7/30/2003