Don wrote a very beautiful poem that was passionate...
and just a touch "steamy"! I told him I was going to try and write
a poem like that. He said "Why not... give it a shot."
Passion is better than sitting around being sad...
yes, I am sad today... missing my friend...
but, being sad is ok... sometimes it is what the soul needs... for a little while...
so, here goes with my poem...
Not " steamy" like yours Don ...as, I am a little bit shy!
oooh you move my very soul!
so sensitive to the touch...
my eyes are closed
but not quite tight
i can only utter those words
and i will call your name
at a whisper
to let you know
you're not just another
you are mine
like no one before you
the playing never stops until...
need i say more?
you know how i get
you just know