THAT FIRST EMBRACEA Poem by andrew mitchell
I will always remember my first embrace,
Gently brushing lips so fine, Sending tingles down my spine Like soaring birds our lips just glide; A soft cushion touch with pressure applied! Catching my breath between deep sighs While gazing into her incredible eyes; No concept of time, not even the sun, Lips combined, we were united as one. Immersed in passion I never dreamed; Those soft red lips, the best I've seen. A moment of splendour so divine; Was this love? Was i losing my mind? Soothing, massaging, all my thoughts That kiss of hers that couldn't be bought. Now fragments in time, but not forgotten Of those first kisses that had me besotted.
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Added on March 5, 2015Last Updated on March 5, 2015 Authorandrew mitchelladelaide, AustraliaAboutStrindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more..Writing
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