Saturday, November 29, 2014

She is my delight



She is my delight
When I see her sleeping there
The moonbeams kiss her

My girl of nature
Soft thunder of her beating heart
As the sun rises

Her scent drifts my way
The soft touch of her sweet breath
Inflaming my soul

I embrace her love
The rolling hills of her breasts
Always beckon me

Our stormy passion
A walk in the wild weather
Lightning in her hair

My eyes open wide
The rain falling on her cheeks
Telling a story

She murmurs some words
Wakes and wraps me in her arms
She is my delight



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17 comments:

  1. This is truly romance Robin.. A joy to wake up like this.

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  2. This is very romantic and sweet, Robin.

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  3. oh to walk in those storm tossed mountains...ha....smiles
    sounds like a very passionate evening to me....

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  4. 'My eyes open wide
    The rain falling on her cheeks
    Telling a story' ~ my favorite verse. Love lightness and delight of lines. x

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  5. Oh how vividly described....I especially love the walk in wild weather. I had one such walk in storm on a wind-tossed island once and it is as clear in my mind now as it was to experience.

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  6. so softly described. very gentle and lovely.

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  7. Romantic, sensual, very well written.

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  8. Truly touching.....may the delight continue for you both :-)

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  9. Truly a delightful write, happy you stopped by my Sunday Lime

    Much love...

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  10. There is a different girl every week. The pills are working then !

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  11. What a lovely poem. Soft and gentle and filled with love.

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  12. The moon beam always supplies inspiration. What a captivating moment that never fades with time.
    A delight Robin!

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  13. So sweet and romantic...
    Full of love!

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