Poem -

Rhythm only

I am the lover of love 
dancing in my head
looking to dance on you
with only love ....

lusting in my silence of the heart
I will come to you like love
.....only one 
obsessions of love 

call it what you want...

but only I know my heart ....

Like petals blooms with life within you
let me love you.,... LoVe 

with my laughter
of lips on lips
I rest only to breathe......to exhale

to inhale my lover's scent
of burning flesh
loving you like love meant to be 

My tongue will be with you but only with excitement to your romantic needs
in its rhythm of this dance

"Rest...smile .....exhale lick your lips"

and I know time is all I am
on you ....again and again

I am the lover of love
from your toes to your lids
stopping in places of you divine pleasure

undressing your soft
skinned by skin on skin.....loving

all wetness
a filling of desire
to your needs
your wants
your lips

in shivery motions
exploring.... exploding......shouts

call it what you want

I will love you like love
the way I know how 

whispering...murmuring reasons for reasons 

think if you can ....
gently on your call shh

I will 

I am in your soul Like you are

This too will be my love
next time 
I will love you like love too
 

 

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Lorris Morris

A little something to entertain the beauty of .....chatta
just for a laugh.....delete tomorrow.

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