touch me....still I am
touch me....desire stirred
reach out touch me....my love
body trembles hot moist....wanting
reach out taste my lips
your embrace captures my soul
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Edna St. Vincent Millay
1916
My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends-
It gives a lovely light!
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4 comments:
What joy it must be, being allowed to listen to this being said.
So sensual, romantic...I have some sensual poetry I never post...perhaps I should
poyttept, my friend, I thank you once more for stopping to read my poem. So very happy you enjoyed it. I have never read my poetry out loud. I am much too shy for that.
Melanie
Post it my friend and fear not. I am sure that I will come by to read it. Thank you again for reading mine. Love your blog.
Melanie
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