listen to the beat of the rhythmic drums
feel the heat of the guitars strum
cast your eyes into the dark
the darkest part of your passion’s heart
then look at me feel your spirit rise
kiss my lips and spread my thighs
we’re gonna ride the night’s last light
till mornin’ comes and love takes flight
feel the heat of the guitars strum
cast your eyes into the dark
the darkest part of your passion’s heart
then look at me feel your spirit rise
kiss my lips and spread my thighs
we’re gonna ride the night’s last light
till mornin’ comes and love takes flight
6 comments:
Only twice in my life have I experienced unrequited love. Many, many times unfulfilled love--am i ever spoiled!
I do not know which is worse, it is similar to the question: which is worse, a toothache, or an earache?
Original words by gypsywoman can be understood by--and have been lived by--EVERYONE! And even with the price sometimes paid--it is worth it, and more.....
Just my opinion, natch!
Hi gypsywoman, you're poetry is awesome.
Oh, how it flies when it flies! What exquisite images are here, and what a lovely image filled with movement... just like the vibrancy of love... you have chosen to accompany the images impressed upon the mind by your words. Simply glorious, Jenean!
Nevine
ah, but my opinion too, steveroni - a touch a taste of the supreme over a lifetime of anything else for me!!! thanks so much for coming by and do come again soon!
hey cowboy! wonderful to have you mosey on over this way - and especially wonderful, your kind words - do come again soon! have a great day!
and your own words, nevine, always bring light and vibrancy and to me - and i thank you for them!
let us all cast our eyes into the dark - the darkest part of our passion's heart!!!
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