Your voice…

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Your voice…

 

as the warmest caress

on a cold winter’s morning…

satisfies me

 

whispering sweets words

of lust and wanting…

seduces me

 

with man filled depth

and hearty timbre…

strokes me

 

laughter rolling softly

in childlike pleasure…

slays me

 

in the moonlit darkness

as midnight comes…

stirs me

 

directing me to come

in rapt attention…

shatters me

 

exploding “you know

I still love you, don’t you…”

surrenders me

 

Body, heart and soul

your precious voice…

soothes me.

 

© Rory Kelly Connor 2016

Poetry inspired by love & life

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