The Beauty of last Night

love and romance

THE BEAUTY OF LAST NIGHT

 

How can I tell

How much a beauty you are

 

Shall I start

With your eyes that are nice

Or the grin that creeps,

My eyes are stuck

In the smile in your cheeks

Shall I feel the passion

Moving through your curly lips

or lick your tongues

your love shall fill my mind

shall I call

your beauty a rose

as you stand a pose,

while I feel your hips

my heart skips, a beat

My mind flutters,

My soul pours like water

My mouth ajar

Love flows beyond a river

 

My legs are weak

But I chose to dance

Your dance, a queens

 Love plays in a trance

In my mind I flutter

As you named your prince

From my soul a shiver

As we swallowed some kiss

my chest you lie

in my cuddle and life

you ate your pie

still you lick the rest

from my mouth

your voice in whispers

my shirt in the chair

the moans, the chuckles

the pleasures, the cares

my dress is stained

with the paint on your lips

my mouth so watery

your tongue too lovely

my shorts were off

the lights were gone

the breeze blew the candles

every word was

I love you

Your hair I caress

You’re your eyes

The fairest

Your breaths were urgent

my hands were everywhere

My eyes were closed

My mind open like a window

 

Your kisses were deep

The passion that creeps

The night of sleep

Did not end so quick

Every moment

A romance

They sound like torment

Every touch and glance

 

The night, a cold

But in our room, a heat

But dawn unfolds

But you crave for

The bites from my teethes

My eyes, your eyes

Locked together

The night was nice

A love so tender

Author's Note

Imaginations running wide
feel free

Reviews

[Arundass TP]

This poem is really muscical. I can sing, not read. Excellent writing 👍

[Marie]

A very romantic, warm, tender and loving write from your poetic pen in which you detail the morning after, the events of the night before in great detail. Finely expressed! Thank you for sharing, tumi... Lovely work!

[Neville]

ink well spilt in my humble opinion .. Neville

[Mariej]

A very finely penned, warm, tender, romantic poem which details the night before the morning after. Lovely romantic poem, tumi... Thank you for sharing...