Merrill Bainbridge

Petal, music, drowsy

~

Her music soft, slow

And gently seductive

Just to listen makes me all aglow

~

Laying on a bed of petals of the rose

Losing consciousness is what I chose

So soft so gentle and still slower it goes

~

My being slipping in out

As drowsiness over takes me

Kisses loudly shout

She wants me and needs me

~

I become unable to live

With out her kisses, her love

And her near to give

Me warmth like from the sun above
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LOve...Jaqi
© 1998-2005

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