River of Love
The river of love I feel every time I stroke your face
The pashion that dances to me from those hazel eyes
Hold me transfixed like a rabbit gazing on car lights
To cup your cheek and caress it with my thumb
To caress your neck as a feather; seal it with a gentle kiss
Fires such passions from the depths of my soul
Having your warm sensual body spooning mine
Having your warm breath play down my spine
Sends waves of electricity accross me sparking heavonly desires
Knowing that yours is the first face I want to see as light seeps in
Knowing that you will kiss me hello amidst the dancing dawn rays
Makes fighting for our future in troubled times a breeze
You who has truely blessed this mortal soul
You who has changed this half into a whole
Slipped through angels nets, from God's love, for I am blessed
clarissa mckone
Sun 6th Apr 2008 04:51
Hi Phil,
This is a wonderful love poem, so romantic!