A kiss to ignite a dormant spark,
arousing the flame of volcanic magma.
Seering, coursing nerves alight,
yearning to the bodies will.
Bending, reaching to a sweet caress.
A sensual breath on a firey wave
like a whispering breeze on a summers day.
Inflames the senses, to invisible touch,
The insatiable thirst of lips entwined,
Drinking you in like good sweet wine,
engulfed,immersed in sensual delight
like the warm sweet glow on a winters night.
mwah XXX
Wow, love this, very sensuous and some great lines
hahahahha thanks jeff xx your welcome for comments.. it's a great poem...i know i really wanted to go :( but the coverage has been fantastic :))
Hot stuff, & some great lines here Tracey. Thanx for comment on my olympic poem, yes Mo & the team an inspiration & what an atmosphere, talk about making a difference, must have been awesome to be there! X
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tracey bucknell
Tue 14th Aug 2012 23:39
thank you lynn , i'm glad you enjoyed it :)