Wednesday, August 27, 2008

My first thoughts

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Your eyes like seas.
Your lips call to me.
Longing for a kiss.
For something they miss.
For the feeling of love.

Your voice like an angel.
Your heart like a drum.
Yelling and screaming.
Wanting me to come.

Arms stretching wide.
For me at your side.
To lay in your bed.
Not just in your head.

Your beauty which I crave.
To you I'm a slave.
In your bed you command.
Your wish, my demand.
Ask and you shall recieve.

Desha Gregory