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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very romantic.keep it up!
ReplyDeleteLucky you - Lucky Robin :)
ReplyDeletehow wonderful for the two of you :)
ReplyDeleteThis is truly romance Robin.. A joy to wake up like this.
ReplyDeletesweet and beautiful...
ReplyDeleteThis is very romantic and sweet, Robin.
ReplyDeleteoh to walk in those storm tossed mountains...ha....smiles
ReplyDeletesounds like a very passionate evening to me....
'My eyes open wide
ReplyDeleteThe rain falling on her cheeks
Telling a story' ~ my favorite verse. Love lightness and delight of lines. x
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.
ReplyDeleteso softly described. very gentle and lovely.
ReplyDeleteRomantic, sensual, very well written.
ReplyDeleteTruly touching.....may the delight continue for you both :-)
ReplyDeleteTruly a delightful write, happy you stopped by my Sunday Lime
ReplyDeleteMuch love...
There is a different girl every week. The pills are working then !
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely poem. Soft and gentle and filled with love.
ReplyDeleteThe moon beam always supplies inspiration. What a captivating moment that never fades with time.
ReplyDeleteA delight Robin!
So sweet and romantic...
ReplyDeleteFull of love!