Sanctuaries of the sweet kiss and the embrace…
A Poem by Coyote Poetry
Best days of a life. When love is being born.
Sanctuaries of the sweet kiss and embrace…..
My beautiful enchantress. It is a moonless night.
The gentle lights of the soft candles allowed my eyes to be entrapped
in the view of your womanly curves.
You entice me with a smile and a whisper “Come near my Johnnie.”
You watch my face blush overwhelm by the sacred sight of a amourous maiden.
I hesitate knowing to harvest the vision of tender feet, long legs, soft breast and beautiful face.
Your laughing eyes blue eyes make me smile. A woman know to make a man wait. A wise man
know to seize the moment.
To ensure to travel the soft and tender skin of a maiden slow and easy. Learning and knowing every curve and mark…