The touch of your hand
A sweet warm embrace
A smile so inviting
The look on your face
The warmth of your body
The softness of your skin
Makes life more bearable
Whatever mood you are in
Hands that caress
Brings me to the boil
Keeps our love alive
Despite the daily toil
Your kisses so sweet
You’re so meek and mild
Yet passion abounds
In bed you are so wild
Never a headache
Or any delay
Always ready
To show me the way
In the friendliest of meanings
Always caring and warm
Driving me wild
As all over me you swarm
No inhibitions
Holding you back
Arrive home quite early
Straight into the sack
Our nights of passion
Remembered forever
Just one more time
It’s now or never
Passion conquers all
It makes love the best
Just felt like writing
To get it off my chest.
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Author:
Owen Robert Cullimore (Pseudonym) (
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Published:
October 28th, 2026 09:20
- Comment from author about the poem: Just a few lines about True Love and Passion
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Some say true love fuels passion but it well could be the other way around where passion fuels true love. Nicely done
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