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She passed a smile suggesting

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I let her eyes seduce me as she glanced across the bar

she passed a smile suggesting her apartment wasn't far

calmly and collectedly I held that higher ground

but all the while internally my will it slowly drowned

I was full with raw emotion that could never be denied

when hearts collide it can never be denied

 

With a look that told her everything I lead her out the door

a life of daydreamed moments that she'd never dared before

I turned and fixed her knowingly, she'd given me control

my lust it wanted body but my mind it wanted soul

she was mine there for the taking that could never be denied

I was the guide, that could never be denied

 

She slipped her fingers gently and with mine became entwined

her simple cotton summer dress left every curve defined

with understanding innocence she followed with that smile

crossed a grinning meadow and traversed a winking style

she was destined for corruption that could never be denied

deep inside, she would never be denied

 

I lay her on the river bank and fanned her golden hair

kissed away her butterflies and stroked her shoulders bare

she closed her eyes so she could see touch turning to caress

desire's beacon shaded now with patience and finesse

she held more of me than I could see that cannot be denied

I must confide, that could never be denied

 

Immersed in her I lost myself, now totally beguiled

those eyes now told me other things, as quietly she smiled

I'd found myself at Heaven's gate and blindly entered in

crossing the line where lust arrests and deeper things begin

tried hard to keep the distance, but it wouldn't be denied

now no divide, it just couldn't be denied.

 

It's been four long years since I last saw that smile controlling me

I've reasoned and I've rationalised but what will be will be

I looked for her, I followed her, it shames me to confess

I miss my little angel in her cotton summer dress

love took me in heartbeat and that cannot be denied

God knows I've tried, it just cannot be denied.

 

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Christopher Dawson

Sat 20th Aug 2011 22:02

Coops, don't fear rejection, but wasted opportunity!

Thanks stella, maybe a 'grinning style' would have been more apt.

Cheers LR, appreciated.

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John Coopey

Sat 20th Aug 2011 18:48

This should work, Chris. We lesser mortals try flowers.

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Sat 20th Aug 2011 14:11

Gosh Chris..yes..

crossed a grinning meadow and traversed a winking style...Chris?..style works well for me but I wonder whether you meant stile?..to be honest I think I prefer style but was just wondering if this was word play coz if it was it was great.. :)

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Larisa Rzhepishevska

Sat 20th Aug 2011 13:26

My God! This poem is so beautiful!

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