If I never see the Sun again, I only need your smile. If the stars never come out at night, I only want the twinkle in your eyes. If spring never comes, to melt away the snow, I only need you near me, to always keep me warm. If I never hear again, I only… Continue reading If I never see the Sun again
Looking into passion’s eyes, I run my fingers along your thighs. With lustful air, I smell your hair. With desire’s sin, I taste your skin If you hate me, tell me lies. If you love me close your eyes, That I may kiss you, That with such passion forever, That I may love you.
A field of perfect roses, and I’d still pick you. Mysteries, locked in your eyes, I could stare and search for hours. Beethoven went deaf, but so was I, until I heard your voice. Every morning, the sun rises like your smile. Remembrances of you keep me safe, to return to you and hold you… Continue reading A field of perfect roses
Samantha a poem before you sleep, To make your dreams nice and your slumber deep. May all your hopes and wishes come true, And the sun be bright the next time it shines for you. May you have open arms that care, And friendship to share, And love to last a lifetime through. So when… Continue reading Samantha a poem before you sleep
The gentle breeze whispers your name, stirring hot passions like a flame, To see your eyes and see your smile, I’ve longed to see them all this while. With clouds drifting by like sky-born ships, I think of kissing your sweet lips. A cold breeze gales, The full moon pales, Without you here, To hold… Continue reading The Gentle Breeze
Your emerald eyes are such lovely tools, To turn men like me into blue eyed fools, Desiring to tie my tongue to yours, And expend Passion’s wartime stores. To take my time to kiss you everywhere, Run my fingers through your midnight black hair. Run my lips over your thighs, Your approval with your sighs.… Continue reading Emerald Eyes and Blue Eyed Fools