Personal Poetry: Making Love

Sunday, August 19, 2007

Making Love

Making Love I want to caress you gently in the night, kissing your loveliness until morn. Your every lust is my delight. Your every tear leaves me forlorn. Your secret worries are worse by far. Their mystery leaves me distraught. Please tell me, darling, what they are, your battles which I would... Sign in to see full entry.

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