Midas TouchA Poem by Becca
Everything you touch, simply turns to gold,
my lips when you kiss me, my hand that you hold. I melt every time you walk into a room, like a budding rose, when you touch me I bloom. You've got that Midas touch, flowing through your veins, every time you touch me you bring those sensual rains. All my senses leave me with each heated gaze, like a soaring fire, you set my soul ablaze. Everything you touch, simply turns to gold, like a sun-filled ray melts the freezing cold. When the world confronts me, you're there to revive, the touch of your lips and I know I am alive. You've got that Midas touch, in every breath you take, melting my defenses with all the love we make. Letting go of all tomorrows, wrapped up in ecstasy, you've got that Midas touch, deep inside of me! © 2015 Becca |
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Added on June 25, 2015 Last Updated on June 25, 2015 AuthorBeccaPaxton, FLAboutA Lady a dreamer and a poet.... who loves to inspire people.... more..Writing
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