jollymonster Poetry (3)

Hopelessly bound
unfettered
by the chains of love's grip
- greatest gift,
fate's cruelest curse.

The snow, so peaceful and serene,
caressed by the soft moonlight,
gave magical feelings to the night.

The soft blue glow,
the lovers' words that then did flow,
their lips closer and closer
until, locked in the throes
of a passionate embrace,
he decided to express his feelings,
to keep her safe.

He whispered softly,
his words like music to her ears,
"I Love You,"
and her response the same,
heard like the gentle breeze,
"And I, love you, forever."

That was the night they promised
to be together through everything,
each to care for the other when old and gray.
A lovers' pact
the most likely to last.

The sent of you still lingers,
I can still taste you on my lips,
The touch of your hand as we lay together,
The feeling of your body close, skin to skin
The soft kiss from you as I place my hands between your thighs.
I want more!
I can feel your legs quiver, as I go down,
And as my passion grows.
I become one with you
We merge and fondle
We play and are free to explore.
You ride me, I am deep inside
You smile and moan, I know you want me.
I want you too! Bad !