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*copies Chris*
The Passionate Poetess to Her Love
Come create with me, and I do vow
Our lives will be made here and now,
I’ll write with you, and love we will
Have wondrous days, and dreams fulfill
A stirring starts most wonderful
Feel of emotion’s tide like pull.
We’ll rock the boat with words and deeds
We’ll satisfy our mutual needs
We’ll lose ourselves in fantasy
We’ll fight for rights and liberty
Our passion will mark and stain the sheet
In passion pen and page shall meet.
I’ll take thee from thy velvet bed
Cup thee in one of flesh instead
To share as we want, naught is barred
Held in my hand, you’re smooth and hard
And from your tip, no need to think
Now flows a stream of warm sweet ink
Our curves are supple, sinuous our lines
They weave and dive, forms intertwined
To spell out joy and pain and bliss
A note of love for one I’ve missed
Our medium is the written word
Sounds of true love will ne’er be heard.
last modified Nov 27, 2006 at 17:09
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