Digging Deep

poem about passion and desire

Poem

 

Smile, smile that wondrous smile
Oh! my precious, precious love
Speak those words I love to hear
And hush whilst stars stare so clear

The sounds that echo in my mind
In naked woods that stand so bare
Are beats of hearts and fingers caressing
Mouths full of heat and breasts are pressing

The unimportance of the time that stands
Still, beneath the ardour of our hands
It takes my breath clean away
The way our hearts just lose control
There are no words left that I can say
Digging deep within my soul.

 

more by EMMA ROBERTS

photograph by Robert Bejil

 

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