Forbidden LoveĀ Our bodies melted between the sheets of passion that lay in a heap on my bed Sheets that are reckless like the expression of our forbidden love warm and soft waiting to be touched Sheets that are now neat and crisp but not clean of the lust that is deeply woven in the
Poetry
Love Awaits
Love awaits in my dreams when you come to me late at night in the dark while I sleep you move gently between the sheets and press against me with your cheek slowly, softly our lips meet my knees feel weak it’s only your touch I seek in my dreams when love awaits. (c) Nicole