- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Silent Times
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I look into those smokey eyes of yours and
Drown in the love I exued in my
Heart.
I look at those perfect lips of yours and
Yearn to kiss you.
I look at that nose of yours and endure
A ticklish sensation between my thighs.
I can see the neck I will one day suck!
And feel my heart implode under its own
Weight.
My love, unabated, grows for you during
Our silent times.
Our days hours apart kill me like a knife
Ripped across my belly.
In these silent times I reflect upon our
Time thus far and muse, yearn, and
Endure a black pit of despair so horribly
Deep that my echos fade as they descend
To you over the miles.
Take my hand and lead me to your bed
Where we will spend twelve glorious months
Exploring our bodies.
- COMMENTS
LesseloovesPeterover 10 years agoWell written and emotionally proactive. A reader can feel the poet's longing so beautifully crafted.
