Arms…
Warm, firm, perfect-
ly suited to fit
around my body; to
hold me.
Hands…
Strong, soft, gentle
touch from the palms
pressed to mine and
squeezing.
Fingers…
White, smooth, loving
touch sends sparks through
my skin. Blood turns
To fire.
Eyes…
Deep, warm, smiling,
sweet; Holds my gaze,
for all my earth-
ly days.
© Rachel Svendsen 2014
Beautiful words – Bravo!
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Thank you. ❤️
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So simple, yet quite poignant. Very nice. Thanks for this read this morning.
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Thank you. 😄
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Such tenderness with love the fulfilment of desire. Nicely put, makes one want to jump into the arms to be fulfilled.
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Thank you very much. ❤️
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Really nice poem. Really!
FBF
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Thank you so much. 😊
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“Just these sweet words, you are close as real”.
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