i listen to your melodies,
A gentle trickle of water on my ear.
A sweet song at my face,
It’s a harmony to your voice.
Summer rains gentle on my heart …
Your dress hangs freely on your legs,
You ar Life,
You are Beauty,
You are Love,
And You are my Love,
The Pulse my soul,
my most sweet delight.
Your back the slightest green hills,
your neck the most glorious touch,
Your legs are the masterwork of the Artist
And your breasts the blossom of spring.
Your stomach a gentle slope to termination,
It’s a painting of the finest kind.
For to regard your body is to see true light
Regarder a toi est regarder a les etoiles.
You are Beauty,
You are Perfect,
You are Love,
You are my Love.
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March 23, 2010 at 10:52 pm |
You are my Love too, Josiah.
just kidding. It’s a very nice post, pal. You are wonderful.
March 23, 2010 at 10:54 pm |
Thank you John, my one, dear patron.