love, Sunday morning easyA Poem by ShirlenaMy answer to "he's too nice", that's why i could never love him.who suspects amorous notions screeching beneath flames fervent in opposing directions is affection extreme kindness
stroking tresses unceasingly til arriving at the small of back petting essence soulful attention vital parts above nostrils heart so full having to turn away from as to avoid unblinking prowess what is a love that stomps roots sending weary foundation tumbling to its detriment
when is it senseless evocative honesty leaving paramours mingled with labored air at tenderness bound by strength…it’s courage alchemy continuously spending itself upon intended switching orb…drained by gratuity
lost abilities is to actuate lord...have mercy I don’t mind © 2014 ShirlenaReviews
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Added on March 6, 2014Last Updated on March 8, 2014 Tags: sweet, kind, accommodating, love AuthorShirlenaAboutI be lovin poetry and it be chosen to read Wanna get something across. I'll review you only...if you review me the soulest sistah is the soulest I mean... she gather's the best from grand lo.. more..Writing
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