Poem -

YOU

You please me still

My love

With your embrace.

You touch me

Such sure intent

Such skill.

I burn aflame

My love

My heart does race.

You delight me so

My body sings

It always will.

Each kiss of love is like our very first

It`s true.

I lie in your arms

My heart is yours

Desire.

Each time I feel your touch

My love

It is anew.

Your caress must not end

Your touch it sends such fire.

I will not tire of a love like this

Kiss me!

My hearts aflame

Our passion builds much higher.

I come to you

I quench our fire

Kiss me slow.

Come be with me

My love

My hearts desire

Kiss me so and quench our fire.

I must kiss your lips

I must listen to your heart

Do you hear?

It`s in tune with mine.

Hot nerves!

Hear them

They sing

Our bodies taste like ruby wine.

Such comfort

For my heart

My very soul

As we grow old

It`s true.

My love for thee

So strong forever be.

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Tony Taylor

OH!!Ā  You charmer you!!........that Geoff guy is........ONE LUCKY fellow..........well done sweet cheeks.........smiles...........your Beasty Boy..............TĀ  xx

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