Wednesday 30 March 2011















PLEASE COME TO ME.....


To thine tryst doth I tarry ,
romantically poised , yet still.
I beg of you my love , please come,
as I would to thee with will...

My delicate pores now tormented
by lust, desires infuse within.
My soul it doth ache indefinate passion,
the breeze, gently so, adorning my skin.

To me my love come, I beg your embrace.
I await of you your handsome face.
The touch of your lips I long to flavour.
My love please come,please come to me.

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