- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Passing Passion
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Click hereThe clouds play shadows across the landscape, the moon their light.
The gusts dance upon the earth, tantalizing and teasing those who tread the night.
We are ghosts, whispering to each other in passing, never able to connect.
The warmth of your flesh, the whisper of your breath, the heat of your fire,
All caught upon the evening breeze and fueling the embers of desire.
Come, let me see into your eyes, your mind, your spirit.
For it is through your eyes that your body I will cultivate and capture…
Mine to captivate and enrapture.
- COMMENTS
lobomaoover 17 years agoI have danced this dance,
with seacliff moonlit strides
And as I read it is as if I am
this that and there at your side
Delicious spins of mist lift night
So to the wind, so you go
your stories are for you to tell
and in reading they are mine to know
