Two Lovers Conversation Poem by Tyrone Wingfield

I miss the way we used to kiss, the way we used to cuddle and love one another so passionately..the way my head lay upon ur chest..ur heart beating like the sweet sounds of a drum.constanly beating for me, i miss falling asleep on your chest..your strong arms around
me..promising to never let me go..

I miss the sweet scents that always floated around you
And the amazing warmth your skin would always give
I miss the passion at at night we would show
And all the reasons you gave me to live

cuddling at night into ur soft warm skin..barrying my face in your neck, sleeping with peaceful dreams of the man of my life..

cradelling you in my strong arms
while I watch you sleep at night
Praying to God you'll come to no harm
And thanking him for blessing me with such an amazing sight

closing my eyes softly and slowly trying to remember how this felt to me, how he, this man felt to me.how his fingers traced every curve of my body, how it felt to feel his warm breath on my neck..kissing his lips oh so sweetly.and whispering what all lovers long to hear.'I Love You'

Her every, sexy, beautiful curve
And her amazingly seductive taste
The touches that send tingles in every nerve
Keeps me running back to her with haste

whispering naughty thoughts in his ears..feeling him breath deeply and heavily on my neck sending chills up and down my spine, smiling a sweet seductive smile..biting my lips, biting his my fingers trace along his body, anywhere they can get to they go without hesitation..

Taking all these naughty thoughts and bringing them to life
While our passion burns through the sheet
Knowing Im going to have to make this amazing woman my wife
And thinking how much longer can two people stand this heat

loving what ur doing to me, every minute every sweet loving minute i would never waste...pulling you closer and tighter against me..ur chest against mine i want to get closer and the good this is that we have..

Going through every movement
And taking it all slow
Praising each and every moment
More than she will ever know

This poem was not only written by me, an AMAZING woman who has more Angel blood in her than human wrote this with me. We havent come up with a name for it yet but I couldnt wait to put it on poemhunter