Wanted

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Wouldn't every woman just loved to be percieved so?

Submitted: March 20, 2008

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They burn with a fire I’ve never seen
Her gaze is that of a hidden queen
They’re deeper and darker than any abyss
I never thought I’d come across this
 
Like dark windows on glow, her skin resonates
Delve inside this shadowed escape
Her lips are sealed, her eyes scream louder
Her powerful stance, I’ve never been prouder
 
Her curves and moves are so splendidly slender
The downfall of man, why did God send her?
 Her voice like delicate strings is gentle
Her memory states of times sentimental
 
She lies there with those jewels sealed tightly shut
I want my share, I want my cut
I awaken the goddess with the lightest caress
So lightly she sleeps, but at ease she rests
 
I have come with yearning too great to bear
I must fulfil me need, not a want nor care
I take this glow into my arms
Her lips touch mine, feeding my storm


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