impassioned antics

the fire of my dreams is yours  love
of flesh the pleasures  the wild allure
without constraints my heart beats now
that I’ve seen you naked  without deceit
may my hands ever touch your flawless skin
oh peerless beauty formed of all things sweet
as poet I trade less in rhyme than truth
much more in feelings than banter
may I adoring lie below as you
ensconced above  dearly ride at canter

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© Gregory V Driscoll 2014

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