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All these things I give to you.

Poetry By: The elder poet
Erotica



Someone I loved long ago.


Submitted:Nov 15, 2012    Reads: 563    Comments: 3    Likes: 2   


The day fades away .Now darkness falls.

I hear you walking down lonely halls.

Come to me I'm waiting here.All I want is to have you near.

With wanting kisses and love so true. All these things I give to you.

Lay upon my silken sheets. Discard your robe. Drops at your feet.

Lay thee down and close your eye's.You don't have to fantasize.

Soft hands touching hidden places. I smell your perfume. Hidden traces.

You tremble as I wander down. Excitement here. No fear is found.

Touching places only I have found. The silky softness of your womans mound.

Reaching heights we've never reached. Tossing ,Turning ,In these sheets.

We both are spent. We're out of breath. Something short of reaching death.

As a girl you came within these walls. No longer walk down lonely halls.

A woman now to be admired . The flame within our hearts are fired.

Thank you much for sharing slumber. Warmth. And kisses too much to number.





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