The secret lover, hes trapped inside all of us
Hes the creature trying to get out to play
He whispers, telling me, let it go, feel the flow
He sets my body a flame with the fires of lust
He can make you too feel the heat swell in your loins
As he takes you higher and higher
I can love like that, I can fell the flow
But only we ourselves can allow such luxuries
I could make him my entire world
Entice his body into another place and time
I can see his pleasure at being inside of me
Craving, yearning, wanting
I feel his hot tongue
I see our bodies entwined in one
I savour each sweet taste of him
Sweat dripping... as we explode in undeniable ecstasy
Close your eyes can you feel it too
Let that creature within run free
Sad most of us will never feel such extreme passion
For we shall never release our own .......secret lover
Dear Jo-anne Sillers! It's a very beautiful poem. I have been immensely excited by the "secret lover" you have so adroitly explored for me. Thanks a lot for your generosity and magnanimity. Wish you all the best.
I liked the idea of passion being a person inside of us, a man, yet. However, at the end I thought you could drop the part about most people not feeling this way. It sounded a tad judgemental to me.
To truly live life you have to take risks. Being vulnerable is the first step in being happy. Release your passions and free your mind.