How sweet thy nectar speaks to my loverly lips
Patient they appear and disappear within them
Using special words with feelings and an eclipse
Leading slowly but surely to the current's gem
How protruding thy meaning of life interjects
To every sense I advance with alacrity
I avoid any unneeded special effects
As you know how to expend your vitality
How fetching thy length traces more space in my mind
Smooth skin from top to bottom to ankles and toes
Methinks your body from all vistas is love-mined
Allowing me to discover every lust's pose
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Dedicated to Penelope Israel.
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Patrick M. Ohana
A medical writer who reads and writes fiction and some nonfiction, although the latter may appear at times like the former. Most of my pieces (over 2,200) are or will be available on Shakespeare's Shoes.
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Comments (3)
Very well written. great poem!!
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