WHIMSICAL POETRY


Come To Me, My Love
03/2000

Come to me in the morning, love,
with your chest against my back,
and your arm across my breast, I will
lie safely, and content within our love

Come to me in the noontime hours
if you brush my cheek with a tender sigh
I will bury my face against your chest and
stand gently, and content within our love

Come to me as I make our supper
seduce me with your words and laughter
I'll seduce you with my tender charms and we'll
work quickly, together, content within our love

Come to me when the sun has gone
Naked, both aroused, flesh against flesh,
and more, so much more until sated, satisfied,
caressing tenderly, content within our love.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
(Copyrighted, Whimsical1, 2000)

Back to TOCBack to the startNext poem, alphabetically

[Main Page]  [Poetry TOC]  [Laughter TOC]    [My Dragon's page]  [Whimportant things!]  [My study Hall]  [About me! 1