Heart made
Of tempered glass
Beating to the rhythms
Fluidly flowing with
The need to
Impart my
Desires Across your
Mind So that you'll never
Forget the moment in
Which I gave
You this
Love..
©Tam 5/20/15
mstee28
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CATEGORY
romance
Heart made
Of tempered glass
Beating to the rhythms
Fluidly flowing with
The need to
Impart my
Desires Across your
Mind So that you'll never
Forget the moment in
Which I gave
You this
Love..
©Tam 5/20/15
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COMMENTS
ceetaylor says: You got a way with words |
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mstee28 says: I try my best. I'm glad you enjoyed. |
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DallasCowgirl says: Very smooth |
OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY mstee28
FEAR...Yes... I'm afraid Of letting In the Familiar unfamiliar Feeling of Joy and Elation Afraid that I'll lose all Control in your Embrace Afraid of the Reality of What your Love will Do to Me... Yes... I'll admit It I'm afraid Of The Knowing. ©Tam 8/19/15 |
AgainI've tried So hard To deny The pull... Tried hard Not to feel At all Then you touch Me and I lose Control I let go And wind Up Beneath your embrace Living The tremors Once Again. ©TAM 8/11/15 |
DesireYou invade My thoughts On a Daily…
Imparting The fraction Of your Passions Across the intentions Of my skin
Imagination
Lips to part As the thought Of your Hands creeping Along my Body Reverberates tingles Up and down My spine
Heart pounds
You in my Reality
So badly
You
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You Rule...His eyes caught my I've never Surrender... You rule |
DuskIf I could Have anything in This world it would Be to introduce you to my Joy while owning You with my Dark... To rule you With my Ink and devour You with My words until I am your Only mental Image Your sole Ambition As I stand Bare before your Body knowing You don't have Any shame in Begging me for my sacred Glory... And I'd Give you What you ask For and Drive you Further Into the Dusk Of my Fantasy. ©Tam7/18/15 |
Own It
Every shiver Sliding This fire Everything Every ounce |
Meeting/QuiverHis eyes I just can't forget The way he looked at me. As if he could see my soul; I still quiver. ©TAM 7/5/15 |
ThoughtsNotes along the air Soaking our scene in melody As we partake in the exchanges of power While his fingertips tickle my ebony; with Every measure of the hour. ©TAM 6/15/15 |
New YearsWe counted down the minutes Til the ball Dropped...
At 10 we Begin At nine we Breath in At 8 we didn't Hesitate At 7 we prayed If this was the End we'd go To heaven
At 6 we Heard the Time Tick At 5 my Adrenaline came Alive At 4 we drank Some more At 3 he looked At me At 2 my Heart was through At 1 Happy New Year We Kissed Exchanging Silent Song. |
Tempered GlassHeart made |