- Erotic Poetry
- Hands
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Talented hands stroke silver’d strings
Such is the magic your touch brings
Brown eye glances of veiled design
What they guard I cannot divine
Accept me, guide me, and teach me true
Let me inside your hidden you
You’ll never know this secret I can keep
An urge for fruition never reaped
Twisted up and silent, I want to stay
In your potters hands, a breathless clay
Burning, burning, I am burning -
For my mentor turned secret yearning
- COMMENTS
h1s4k0over 15 years ago<br>
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What I feel for my own teacher, mentor, professor, Maestro whatever you wish to call him.
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Another BEAUTIFULLY written composition!
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I look forward to your others!
