He lulls me into soundest sleep - his voice a mystery I still keep. Powerfully, he pulls me near with words of love, I hold so dear. His words they put me in a trance... He is why my soul knows dance. He is my god - he is erotic... He is sublime - he is hypnotic.
He is the one who knows my heart - He's cherished me right from the start. He is the one I long to hold at night when darkness feels so cold. He is my soul - makes me complete... However did we connect & meet? He is my wonder - my shining star... He is my love whether near or far.
------------------ I beckon you to come...I lure you with my tongue... - poet FemmeFatale
As perfectly and and beautifully wrought as Michael's poem....Brava!
------------------ "We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion.....the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?" --John Keating, Dead Poets Society