life, Love, Nature


Swathed in the warmth of your skin

in awe of deep amorous breaths,

slow rising chest, those rhyming heat-beats

provoking  gentle ripples in me.

Without a hope for redemption

under the ardent urgency

surrendered and taken away to

the prisons of your venereal mockings

to be arrested under your




19 thoughts on “Love-Spell”

    1. Thanks a lot Dracula, I’m not very good at romantic poetry, but tried. Appreciate your kind comments!

    1. Thanks a lot Bill, I must say no one can write romance better than you, I just tried! Totally appreciate it!

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