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You shimmer softly like the kiss anticipated upon my naked soul
and when I am with you I feel like I am whole
Your touch releases me ~ springs me from material bonds that bind me
I give over my heart to you, as within your sweet embrace I feel free
I am cleansed with you and have forgotten all my fears
and when I close my eyes ~ you shower away my tears
Your graceful curves cascade all across the open range
As your fluidity reminds me of the very current of change
One body against another writhing in waves of pleasure
and my love for you is beyond any amount of measure
Salt stained lips whisper softly as you wave me goodbye
Tell me, can you please guess ~ WHAT AM I ?
Had a little help on this one from a wonderful friend :-) and also felt inspired to try my hand at a riddle poem after reading Bruised Orange's  Temptation Guile http://hellopoetry.com/poem/temptations-guile/ which I never could guess by the way!!
I am the most beautiful person I know,
and I surround myself with  hearts equally as beautiful.
We embrace this beautiful gift called life, encouraging our souls to take flight so that we can make this journey the most meaningful.
We are reminded of just how far we've come when we take the time to rest out wings and listen to the ring of our heartbeat.
It is most inspiring.
I've been trying to imagine what you'll feel like
Once you've hiked to the peak of my
Demureness.
Tell me how many times you've envisioned that expedition
-Dreams and Reality
Fantasies and Actuality-
Lets make the transition.
I want you to feel what I feel like.
I want you to feel me.
I go where the wind blows me, and I follow my heart
Whether that brings us closer together, or tears us further apart...
What is done in the dark often comes to light;
What is done in the light often lurks in the dark-
When its all said and done,
The only thing that matters is if I'm
Happy
Because, I am the only person that I can be, and
Wherever I'm at,
I need to feel like that's exactly where I need to be.
I slide into your eyes, and wonder just how long you will permit me to stay there.
Your pupils trace the bases of
Craving
Braving across my face
And I wonder if you can feel the pace in which the taste of you runs through the recollection section of my dome
And I wonder if the flare behind the glare of your stare is enough to slide you
Home.
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