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Posts tagged ‘desire’




Tonight, as I was sitting here , you popped into my head,
I put on a song, looking at your pictures, before heading to bed.
Remembering the first time I kissed your lips, setting my soul on fire,
Never before, has a woman touched me , with such passion and desire.

When I look into your eyes, I get lost in your beauty, losing my mind
Feeling a space in my heart that had been gone for a very long time,
I cherish each moment we spend together, laughing,kissing,making love,
Did you know, just how you caught my heart like a ball landing in a glove.

I never met someone that knows me better than I seem to know myself,
Someone who’s passion is strong, wild, that can’t be contained on a shelf.
My love for you, has made me realize, that your the only one I want and need,
So the next time your looking in my eyes, you will know for yourself and see.

You my lady, are the one who finally stole my heart, and make me so very happy,
Your the one who heals me , when I am mad or maybe feeling so crappy,
I could list all the reasons why I love you so very much, my Queen,
So I will end with this, that I will be yours for all eternity.



That first kiss was all I needed, to show me your the one,

Your lips pressed next to mine, was exciting and so much fun,

How was I to know that one kiss from you, would set me on fire,

That first kiss, not so long ago, wet and full of lust-full desire.


That first kiss just made me melt and put me in such a daze,

My heart skipped, jumped and jolted my body, I was so amazed,

My knees got weak, hands started to shake, eyes were spinning and rolling,

That first Kiss, did all that wow, I was caught in your web, it was so controlling.


That first kiss, was so great, made me even forget my first name,

Your tongue was like desert, so moist sweet tasting, like frosting on a cake,

I have kissed many girls before, but none of them did to me what that kiss did,

That first kiss,was so good, I want to put it in a jar and seal it with a lid.


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Words will never be able to describe,what the heart really feels,
For the heart has it’s own language.that no one really understands,
the heart can feel so much love, but at the same time it can kill,
this is the certain type of language, that sometime causes strands
The heart is like a ball, and it bounces around our feelings we hold deep within
We pass those feelings to others we encounter, but at times we get greedy
Holding them deep inside, which eventually shows on our face, shallow and dim,
Sometime the heart has us laughing,crying, shouting, or feeling a little needy.


Why is it so hard for us to express our feelings for that special someone?,
Why must we just bottle them up, in our little genie bottle, , most of the time?,
Are we so afraid of the outcome releasing those feelings held so long under the sun,
To that special person it was meant for anyways, who we think is so sweet and kind,

How easy it is to show our feelings of hurt, anger, bitterness, or hatred, anytime,
Never worried about who is hurt, or damaged, from feelings held deep within,
Our heart is a sponge, absorbing every feeling like water, time after time,
We need to realize, that feelings held for so long can also cause us to sin.

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We are always running off different emotions, never knowing when to stop,
Our heart is like a freight train, pumping our feelings out like a wild fire,
These feelings are spread out like eagles wings, waiting to be dropped,
Sometimes they are full of love, lust or simply wild desire.

The heart is the strongest muscle in the body, and never complains,
It just takes what is fed to it, and continues to pump and pop,
Too bad we are not built that way, with all our aches and pains,
Never realizing that one day this muscle will die and finally stop.

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