And what of the Rose Petals?A Poem by ronAnd what of the Rose Petals?
Soft and silky, how they brush across the lips.
The scent of the universe, brushed with star dust.
The morning dew rested softly in it’s bud, how beautifully milky it all seems when it’s warm.
Brushed across the face, like Angel feathers felt in the full moons light.
Pressed ever so slowly, on my lips they caress your passion.
I inhale from your beauty, with my eyes that feel your love.
Brushed along my chin down my neck you dream, sighing from your touch I felt it Oh so deep.
Please don’t stop, or my heart will fail to beat. © 2014 ronReviews
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4 Reviews Added on April 9, 2014 Last Updated on April 9, 2014 AuthorronImperial, CAAboutI have been writing on and off or more years than i care to remember. I started writing poetry, than i started a novel (still in the works), now I'm writing a six part short story erotic.. more..Writing
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