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Their ever present world of love
All the love in heaven displayed
here on earth in their earthly bed

Here on earth their love to abide
Bathing in kisses of mighty heat
****** hands they knew not
exploring each other
that they adored!

Disturbingly calm
a moaning shadow
caught them suddenly
completely off guard

Awake as they hear their breathing
the sounds lingers on their skin
soft and warm the touches were free
huddling in moments of moonlight
they were infinite were they......

By Debbie Brooks
New lovers finding each other

I would love to see your poetry on new love

leave me with a  few lines here

that would be wonderful

Debbie
Time was...
Stranded in your present
laying in your loving arms
you reaching for my form
stimulating my lips
plunged restlessly what may
discovering each other
inside and out

Walking towards me
a little wildness knowing what was coming
holding my breath
between the roses of stars
kissing the inside of my mind
coming apart at the seams

He touched me low
made my lips part
my breath cease

Opened his hand on my stomach
I might never have been touched before
while we become one
so fervid was my reaction
a shudder and soft grasp
I drew his hand down
claimed his mouth with mine

holding on to tomorrows
Beyond the beautiful forever's..*

by: Debbie Brooks
Oh How Grand Love Can Be
Some day yes some day, as the music weeps

She had the dream, edges of a rose
waiting for the question she suppose
too young to understand the wicked wind that belongs
still he sings to her, the love song.....

He had known her  for so long
waiting with a question when she came along
wanting for her lovely soul to belong
to ask the lovely her for her lifelong......

The dream was on fire that fiery night
soaring strides in the park in the worried light
in the silhouettes of the wind
they took the long way to find a friend.....

He was asking her the question again
yes its the dream and a suggestion it seems
about life, and please just listen he screams
just say yes, he has a question and when.....

Some day yes... the music still weeps
and waits for her lovely soul to keep....*

Debbie Brooks 2014
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