Posts Tagged bosom

The First Love-child

The First Love-child

The First Love-child Mute buds of Silent passions Bloom slowly into My new-born words Drunk with the ecstasy Of their own infant pain!   The nascent words Melt in the entreating arms Of your sudden smile Relishing the warm abode Of its throbbing bosom!   You fondle

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Song and Dance

Song and Dance

Song and Dance My eyes, like a Pair of bees Are humming their song To the rhythm of Your dancing gaze!   Their notes abuzz with, A restless question Like a vagabond tear Longing for your lips!   Even the time stands still Till the lips of

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