AFTER THE STORM
Just as the waves caress the sands that meet the sea, I feel your soul do the same to me. Soft and smoothe, I feel your touch, at time your movements are way too much. The passion builds, as the waves crest high, and the temperature rises with the moonlit sky. No beauty have I ever seen before, as your smiling face, I come for more.
Then crashing hard when it came the time, like a torrid verse of heart felt rhyme. As I hold your hands, fingers intertwined, you make me melt, as you take my mind to places that I never dreamed were there, and all because I know you care. I kiss your lips, and hold your body warm, I feel so at ease after the storm.
05/21/01 |
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