travel love thoughts musing (Remove filter)
Only seen a photograph
Only seen a photograph
Will she be fat
Will she be thin.
Will she smell of Garlic
Are her toes crooked.
Are her teeth straight
Does she squint.
I want all of this
Perhaps not the Garlic.
She will be sweet
She will be loving.
Her nature pure
Adventurous, impulsive.
Exploring me
Taking, giving.
Touching feeling
Loving and sure.
Will he be fat
Will he be thin.
Just between th...
Monday 23rd December 2013 4:37 am
Petals
I will fly to you tonight
Through owl flecked sky.
Embrace in the dance
Of love delightful.
Kiss your sweet lips
Encircle your waist.
With my arms
Feeling your heat.
Searching for your rose
Petals of mountain dew.
Touching my woman
A wonderful thought.
Look into your eyes
To your very soul.
Kissing your lips
Giving myself to you.
Days speeding by
Togetherness.
Soon you fly to...
Tuesday 10th December 2013 7:05 pm
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