I Think It's SexyA Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell
I think it's sexy ...
the way your finger touches my lip, waiting for my tongue to touch its tip, the way it lingers before its silent slip into my mouth for a gentle dip. I think it's sexy ... the way your hair curls upon your chest, where I gently lay my head to rest, the way it touches my naked breast, beckoning me to be its guest. I think it's sexy ... the way your lips say, "I love you," the way they say, "I do, I do," knowing that all your words are true, dripping the sweetest honeyed-dew. I think it's sexy ... the way your body lays against my frame, our bodies melting, as one, the same, the way it whispers and calls my name, and how it kindles a burning flame. I think it's sexy ... the you of all you are, how you are near and yet so far, the way you beam like a gentle star to me the you of all you are. © 2008 Linda Marie Van TassellReviews
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5 Reviews Added on November 24, 2008 AuthorLinda Marie Van TassellVAAboutPoetry has been my passion since I was about fifteen years old, and I love the structure of rhyme and meter moreso than just randomly throwing words upon a page without any form whatsoever. Whi.. more..Writing
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