Baby Be Mine

 
 
 
 
Her hand
that soft skin
that golden touch
the need to feel
When his eyes cast
visions across her
fingers & read the life  
through her ring finger
he stopped breathing
 
Her voice
whispered midnight sonnets
in the silence
of the moon & sent shivers
down the spine from his ear
to his ankles
 
Driving her elegance home
she "sings him to sleep"
lips held so closely to his ear
he can touch
her soft warm spearmint
breath in his longing
for Parlotone dreams
in Freshlyground
moments
 
Their love so lustful
yet built so firm  
that she  
falls asleep through
all the noise
 
Their love so kind
yet built so firm
that she
finds all his  
weaknesses
 
Pearls are dropped  
on pillowcases
like the feathers
falling from  
midnight
heavens
in the snow
 
she says in the  
quietest of serene whispers
"don't give up until
I'm begging you  
for more"
 
skin to skin they melt
as one
in the eternal fire
of love's lustful
cauldron
 
 
 
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