Book of Passion
You ask me
"what is my desire?"
my answer is simple, you!
Break out your book of passion
and turn the page to me
sing the song of my yearning
tender with fingertips
while you caress me
with your succulent lyrics.
My body dances
to your dominance
ballads old and new
scriptures play
of my want for you
I will abide by your rules
to chorus fantasies a new
but all I seek is you.
when the songs through
ragging body freshly juiced
there I'll silently watch
as you jot down your notes
on the pages that is me
in the book of passion
that you keep.
Written By: Katie Clarke
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Author:
kitty the naughty poet (
Offline) - Published: December 2nd, 2021 03:42
- Category: Love
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Comments5
'Break out your book
of passion
and turn the page to me'..
(well now, exactly - how
in the hells
did you get - in, me book
me lady?
that's - what's really freaky, to me...)
imagine my question, voiced
by that gorgeous Irish accent
and wry wit
from someone like Saoirse Ronan,
lol
I do like a good Irish accent gets the knees weak lol.
Swoon! lol.
lol glad you like it
Oh there's no book of passion here for me, just urgently scribbled screwed up notes in shakey hanwriting all over the floor and bulging out of my pockets.
Why have i broken out in a sweat?
lmao you always make me giggle with your comments dusk lol
I wish I was the author of that ‘book of passion’ so I could revel in these words of yours.
lol be the other of your own book of passion everyone has it
Great poem, well written.
thank you
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