January 24, 2009

SO










Beautiful woman,
Offspring of art,
Take my hand,
Winner of my heart.

Walk by me
Just a short way.
Then learn my love
At end of day.

Come the night,
Or day, I don’t care,
In moon or sun light,
I’ll kiss your hair.

I’ll taste your lips,
Caress your breast,
Embrace your hips,
And all the rest.

Come to me gently,
Or wild as a beast.
I wait wantonly
For all, or for least.

Waiting, wondering,
Which way to go.
Wandering, wanting,
And loving you so.

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