Seeing her beauty…

Beautiful you,
I would devour your beauty
to taste and digest
your essence of soul
feel your heart beat
caress it with these gentle hands
as if it were my mp3 player
repeating my favorite song
I sit and listen
keep hope alive
yet look to see if
there is anything missing
my curious thoughts
 are ready to burst
like a chilled bottle of champagne
let me breathe..
let me taste the bubbling moments of joy
that seduced me in this position
of wanting nothing less then serving you
all of you
my Beautiful You….

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  • George W Whitehead on Jun 6, 2009

    Another lovely poem, Richard.

  • California Dreamer on Jun 6, 2009

    Very nice indeed :)

  • Pinaki Ghosh on Jun 6, 2009

    Use of music player instead of mp3 would give better sonorous effect, I think.

  • Darla Cooke on Jun 6, 2009

    Lovely poem.

  • Lostash on Jun 6, 2009

    I like the mp3 reference….keeps it contemporary and relevant. Good as usual Richard.

  • Timothy P Stavert on Jun 6, 2009

    That quenched my thirst Richard

    Good Poem

    Tim

  • QuinMonty86 on Jun 6, 2009

    Really shows the want and desire…..very nice.

  • Princess Dre on Jun 6, 2009

    very nice writing- good comparisons – God Bless – Princess

  • Kaavs on Jun 6, 2009

    Lucky ~her~ you are referring to!

  • Toni Love on Jun 7, 2009

    Great job…..the extra touch
    THE MP3 PLAYER. KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK!
    YOUR FRIEND
    MARIA

  • rutherfranc on Jun 7, 2009

    that would make the recepient of this piece melt.. in puddles at your feet..

  • nekkoli on Jun 7, 2009

    I would melt in puddles at your feet……lol, great d@m poetry!

  • Mrs M on Jun 9, 2009

    Awww……..lovely of course!

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