Sensual Poem
Night draws with the brush of dream
The silhouettes of desire....
I behold you
Luscious
Thrilling,
Naked,
Yearning for love
And me...
Thus I see my self
Drawing with the brush of lips
The lines of the body,
Coloring it with the colors of summer
And rain...
The painting smolders
Becoming a forest of wine
And madness...!!
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Poetry by munir mezyed
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Written on 2006-12-10 at 20:02
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Drawing with Lips
O My love,Night draws with the brush of dream
The silhouettes of desire....
I behold you
Luscious
Thrilling,
Naked,
Yearning for love
And me...
Thus I see my self
Drawing with the brush of lips
The lines of the body,
Coloring it with the colors of summer
And rain...
The painting smolders
Becoming a forest of wine
And madness...!!
All rights reserved, © Munir. Copying without permission for non-personal use is forbidden.
Poetry by munir mezyed
Read 894 times
Written on 2006-12-10 at 20:02
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