Graveyard Coffeehouse

Feeling Your Love

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The deepest love
Is always
The hardest
To hold
A speck of sand
In an hourglass
A moment in time
Lost forever
In a faded
Song
Two lovers dancing
To a symphony
Of torment
A crescendo of screams
Building
To ecstasy
Then leaving
Naked and alone
With a whimper
Haunting you
For the rest
Of your life
Desperate
Hungry
Seething
Wanting
To possess
That beguiling woman
In the red dress
One more time
To hold her
Gently
In your arms
Looking fiercely
Like a tiger
Into the drowning sea
Of her eyes
Kissing her
Soft
Wet
Deep
Tasting
Passion
Pleasure
Pain
Illusion on pouting
Full lips
Bodies pressed close
Engulfed by lascivious
Voluptuous Sin
Ample round breasts
Pressed to hard muscle
Her movements
Accentuating
Dangerous curves
Hips that sway
To the island beat
Of phantom melodies
And the grunts
Of
Hungry lovers
In the Night
Paradise
So far away
Yet close
To my heart
I hear her
Sing
In sweet poetry
During the day
Taste the warm
Breath
Of her sighs
Making love
To flickering
Candle light
Dreaming
Semiconscious
Waves crashing
On a rocky beach
Pulverizing
Stone to sand
Erotic visions
That will not die
Quietly
Orgasmic moans
Wafting on the breeze
Whispers
In the wind
Crying
Remember me
Through crocodile tears
Waiting
Patiently
In the Darkness
For her
Demon lover
Flying
On black leather wings
To
Arrive.