Poem Hunter
(18 June 1945 / Bradfield, England)


Poem By David Harris

With fingers running through my hair
you, arouse the passion fire
from deep within.

With your smouldering kisses,
you set my heart
all aglow.

With your body pressed close to mine,
we shrink
into becoming one.

With emotions and passions running high,
we close the door
and say goodnight.

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Comments (2)

David, you really is a very passionate man.. ha ha..and i can finish this line..but to myself only..love this..thanks for sharing, my special friend love, Meggie
David, a very passionate write from a very brillant writer. Best regards, Theo