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Words Unspoken
My heart brims with words that are unspoken,
with emotions you have unwittingly awoken.
You have crossed a threshold stepping into my dreams,
becoming anything you want and everything for me.
Mere moments in time hold no sway here,
only we matter, there is no trepidation or fear.
Fold me into your warm masculine embrace,
transport me into your ideal imagined place.
We are dreamfasted revealing ourselves without censure,
sharing our past, present and our hopes for the future.
Secure within your arms I will whisper endearments,
my head reposed on your shoulder, sensations effluence.
Our bodies conform and mold as if creating one,
with your gentle coxing the tender healing has begun.
I know not where all of this will lead,
I don’t think it is necessary to know, just to believe.
Gypsy Red
Feb.2012
http://www.safecreative.org/work/1203191329106
with emotions you have unwittingly awoken.
You have crossed a threshold stepping into my dreams,
becoming anything you want and everything for me.
Mere moments in time hold no sway here,
only we matter, there is no trepidation or fear.
Fold me into your warm masculine embrace,
transport me into your ideal imagined place.
We are dreamfasted revealing ourselves without censure,
sharing our past, present and our hopes for the future.
Secure within your arms I will whisper endearments,
my head reposed on your shoulder, sensations effluence.
Our bodies conform and mold as if creating one,
with your gentle coxing the tender healing has begun.
I know not where all of this will lead,
I don’t think it is necessary to know, just to believe.
Gypsy Red
Feb.2012
http://www.safecreative.org/work/1203191329106
Published 12th Feb 2012
| Edited 19th Mar 2012
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13th Feb 2012 1:03am
My friend...there comes a point in time when words are not as valuable as earthly embraces. The heartbeats of two become a symphony of Cannon in D major. Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet. Where your simple touch leaves him breathless. Only his touch will leave you breathless. Together as one they will survive in the grasp of each other.
Thank you so much, words are inadequate to express all the things I would like to say. Your comments are wonderful and always make me smile.
Gypsy red
Gypsy red
13th Feb 2012 1:17am
13th Feb 2012 12:53pm
Thank you for the enthusiastic thumbs up, it is great to write something people enjoy.
Gypsy red
Gypsy red
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13th Feb 2012 1:50am
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13th Feb 2012 12:55pm
Thank you for the great comment and the flattery, it does wonders for a girls ego lol.
Gypsy red
Gypsy red
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14th Feb 2012 12:46pm
Isn't it tho, yes I agree Veliqua it should be magical and wonderful and above all mutual, a give and take enjoyed by both.
Thanks for stopping by to read my piece.
gypsy red
Thanks for stopping by to read my piece.
gypsy red
10th Jul 2012 00:23am
10th Jul 2012 00:28am
hahaha I almost choked on my ramen noodles lololol I am glad you liked it, I'd hate to see what you would say to some of the more racy unposted stuff I have. WOO HOO!!!! thanks Mr. Ken swim baby swim..lolol