I want to lay you down in fields of green
Make love to you till the morning rise
Take you to passions door as we slowly enter
Each step bring the unfolding of climax hill
Run my fingers through your hair as your lips taste sweet honey’s dew
I want my hands to run aimless round your form
My finger tips creating sensations you have never known
I want to love you forever and a day
Alas I must find this hidden treasure of a man
Bring him from his buried fear
Sing him a love song
Rock him in my arms all night long
Dreams and hope I shall cling to
That some day some way he shall read this
And know in his heart
We are meant to be
Love is always the fascinating subject; Great PoemPatricia
Sigh... a lucky man that you rock... as far as this poem... You Rock!
Oh, the passion in this poem.....now all you have to do is find THAT man... A yearning, wanting sort of poem. Well expressed, Patricia. Love, Fran xxx
This is a beautiful tribute to love as it should be....well done as always....mm
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yearning of a soft soul!