AuroraA Poem by Jordan A. WilsonHard is the day in which
I yearn to escape. Her arctic white skin glistens like snow beneath an intense December sun. As I anxiously approach, my intentions become painfully obvious. On an impUlse I reach out and gently grasp her smooth, curvaceous body. Cool to the touch, heR chilled skin sends shivers through my entire being. After this rush of emotion I proceed with my endeavor. TOgether, the two of us make beautiful music. My left hand is finding all the Right notes. My right keeps the cAdence alive. Subtle gestures like a sly bend or tender vibrato titillate the senses, causing her to cry out ever so passionately.
Oh, how I love my Fender guitar. © 2012 Jordan A. WilsonReviews
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StatsAuthorJordan A. WilsonCarrollton, KYAboutI'm a 22 year old Entrepreneurship Student of Northern Kentucky University from the small town of Carrollton, Ky. I play guitar and began writing poetry as a hobby four years ago. My main goals in wri.. more..Writing
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