Lovely! How we men like to be held, nurtured, fed and all of that... We like to appeal to the female mother instincts and get our women to pamper and succour us, to maximise on any potential for their sympathy. Then we can get to their naked bodies. You present the process in words of beauty, love and innocence.
Very sensual and very deep indeed. You weaved all emotions in here very well. Elegant piece of writing with an gorgeous flow. Excellent. I truly enjoyed this read...
I could feel the love on the bed with me in this poem.
Forgive me I don't always give I-think-you-should-change tips in poems, but once again something stuck me as odd.
In the first stanza the line "your soul cry out its sorrow" leans too much on the sentimental side of love, and less on the raw and vivid feelings, which I assume is what you're trying to express!
However, still a helluva enticing read, and I loved the image you included with it ;)
Lovely! How we men like to be held, nurtured, fed and all of that... We like to appeal to the female mother instincts and get our women to pamper and succour us, to maximise on any potential for their sympathy. Then we can get to their naked bodies. You present the process in words of beauty, love and innocence.
Intense, makes me wonder about my cravings. As if I own someone else? Reaction to what others think of us what do we show to our loved ones? Is it just what we want? Excellent. But then again always excellent.