Tuesday, August 28, 2007

what is distance

coming about on a long lost storm
wishing it would become the current norm
feelings wonder as they intertwine in time
not withstanding they should be mine
distance elopes as the sun warms her skin
tingling of thoughts of passion and when
the vista is framed by the phantom waterfall
the setting is advanced as the monkey screaks his call
the vision brightly surpassed by her stunning form
an unsurpassed beauty from her the norm
vision only a taste to the feast of feeling
smells of her provokes passion all emotions reeling
she feels beyond what my senses should allow
i forget all time of where when and how
my eyes are closed as i melt into her
lusting so calmly as her body gently purrs
i quiver as her smell permeates me completely
feeling soft and warm and ever so neatly
I am no longer surprised at where she has taken me
thankful of the journey that is she