Body Speaks
A soul cries out for love of thee,
_An ache, so real and strong.
A heart beats fast, as if in flee,
_When thoughts pervade for long.
A tear from eyes, sends drops to cheek,
_ To wash away desire.
But in the back of mind, one knows,
_A heart, still flames the fire.
These lips demand a kiss from thee.
_Thy mouth speaks touch, so bold.
These eyes so deep, the blue, it shows
_A soul with treasures, gold.
With slender neck, and shoulders round,
_That boasts full breasts below.
A body speaks for want of love,
_As eyes, that watch her, glow.
These hips that sway and rise to meet,
_Awaiting pleasures, thine.
Will ride the crest, to reach the peak,
_And feast on love, devine.
Thou penetrates this world of mine,
_In need and want of ties,
That bind us into one, and quench
_The hunger of our sighs.
Thy music plays upon my soul
_As body parts, do strain,
To hear and feel vibrations of
_Love's song and it's refrain.
To pierce thy soul, as thou hast mine
_And taken into heart,
Remember, now, the body speaks
_From each and every part.
Maureen/Moonchild
4*13*99
