...gentle kiss...
Sweet red armor meanings
as they cruise through
the open windings of
the gentle grass that carries
our loving gender
Soft step towards your worries
as my fingers modestly surf your hair
and curl it round their boundries
Breathe take low rise frequence
Push you gently on your back
and crawl inside your eyes
while my careful chosen smile
arranges some kisses
placed smooth and lovely
on your precious lips and
circling body
Lift you up
for another touch
of warm, sunbathing islands
where we meet
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Stompie: | Woensdag, oktober 01, 2003 10:11 |
| Verleidelijk mooi gezegd. | |
| brinkieloontje: | Dinsdag, september 30, 2003 17:03 |
| khou van je... xxx Ilona.. | |
| MayadeBij: | Dinsdag, september 30, 2003 17:00 |
| Doe mij maar een tweedubbele enkele reis dan.. | |
| Green Tea: | Dinsdag, september 30, 2003 15:41 |
| Warm indeed!!! With love , Green Tea. |
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| Auteur: diepdenker | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: klitty | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 30 september 2003 | ||
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