Senses
By luigi_pagano
Mon, 16 Jul 2018
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I let my fingers
Roam upon
Your body
And feel
You responding
To my touch.
I hear
The moans
Of pleasures
On your lips,
Roam upon
Your body
And feel
You responding
To my touch.
I hear
The moans
Of pleasures
On your lips,
See droplets
Of perspiration
On your brow
And smell
The sweet aroma
Of your skin.
I treasure
The sensual
Nature
Of intimacy.
It means much
More to me
To give
Than to receive.
I touch,
I hear,
I see
And believe
I know you well.
Yet, somehow,
I'm blind
To your inner
Emotions
And find
I cannot
Penetrate
The recess
Of your mind.
Of perspiration
On your brow
And smell
The sweet aroma
Of your skin.
I treasure
The sensual
Nature
Of intimacy.
It means much
More to me
To give
Than to receive.
I touch,
I hear,
I see
And believe
I know you well.
Yet, somehow,
I'm blind
To your inner
Emotions
And find
I cannot
Penetrate
The recess
Of your mind.
© Luigi Pagano 2003
From my collection "Idle Thoughts" - I.D. Books -2005
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perfect for the Inspiration
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perfect for the Inspiration Point!
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So sensual and uplifting to
Permalink Submitted by skinner_jennifer on
So sensual and uplifting to read Luigi.
Jenny. xx
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