words
of worship work their way within my wistful wiles
seducing
you with what i say has always been my style
but
words come easy and come quick when writing about you
with
beauty bright as colors in an everlasting hue
the
words align within a rhyme as i behold your face
with
every word my one design is knowing your embrace
a
perfect storm on which was born kisses of desire
where
every urge will know the purge found within the fire
your
supple breasts are waves that crest and wash me to the shore
and
with your salt upon my skin i worship and adore
the
majesty that covers me as i drown in your depths
for
every time i look at you it takes away my breath
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