A Wensday
By Foreverlost28
Face sculpted by the gods
Body perfected by angels
You are like the heavens in my eyes
Which twinkle and shake with the sight of your smile
Chills crawl up my spine when you say name
My stomach, is just a net to butterflies you give me
Catching the flying beauties so I could hold them forever
Hold them you like you hold me
Your delicate fingers tips just a trap for my heart
Casting out the perfumes which my mouth waters for
Your so gentle, so addicting
Your breathe upon my cheek wisps away my will
You just take me in like some poor lost kitten
Im captured by the sweetness of your prescence
And I can no longer resist
.................I lean in for a kiss
My own majestic show of fireworks go off in my swarming head
Passion....lust....temptation.....urning.....love
I think ..... I Love you
Comments on "A Wensday"
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A former member wrote:
I love the talk of the heavens in your eyes and the net of butterflies, it makes it sweet...not many people are good ta writing sweet poems, but you are, so what brought you to love this guy, what is it about him that makes you feel this way?