"Needed To Be Held"
A wisp of air…
Moves to her neck…
To taste her softness…
To delight in her presence…
As I do…
The rays of the sun reach to her…
Warm her at lights touch…
Setting her form aglow…
Basking in her light…
As I do…
Amazing does it feel…
With eyes which adore…
Her form as a woman…
Needed to be held…
As I do…
Stephenmichael…(11.12.10)
tenderpoison commented on "Needed To Be Held"
12-22-2010
joanna commented on "Needed To Be Held"
11-17-2010
11/22/2010
kdarcy commented on "Needed To Be Held"
11-14-2010
Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| "The Cold Steel Curb" | 4 | 12/06/2010 |
| "I Pretend" | 5 | 11/22/2010 |
| "Needed To Be Held" | 3 | 11/14/2010 |
| "Dusk" | 6 | 11/11/2010 |
| "A Wish To The Wind" | 2 | 10/15/2010 |
| " And I Still Love You" | 3 | 10/01/2010 |
| "Softly" | 1 | 09/14/2010 |
| " To My Loving Angels" | 3 | 09/10/2010 |
| "Sacred Grove" | 5 | 09/10/2010 |
| "Taking Now Into My Arms" | 4 | 09/09/2010 |
| "My Storm" | 8 | 06/11/2010 |
| "Nights Dark Lights" | 7 | 06/07/2010 |
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