Blaze to Passion
Well, got to run,
But I do hope you know...
I will think of you
In the blazing hot Oklahoma setting sun.
Though the steam does rise as the sun sets low,
I will long to be held in your arms,
For your waving hair cools my sweating palms,
As your luscious warm lips set my soul on fire.
Yes, splashing all night feels so right
While kissing-away with your hair reflecting
…the glow of the cool moon light
…from the passionately blazing lily pad’s pond tonight.
June 8, 2009
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