Poet Janet Dawson

"Love Is Passion's Desire"

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Love You

Posted on December 27, 2009 at 10:17 PM

Let me lay you down

make you my personal playground.

Let me dig my fingers in your sandbox.

Let me

Lay

Let me smell the scent of your skin

after the rain.

Do you mind if I speak of a time?

when the luster of your lips

reflected from the light

everytime you spoke.

Do you mind?

If i told you how many times

it made me ache

and my body quake at the thought of you...

Missing

Kissing

Touching

Sucking

Carressing

Me, and then some

Let me lay you down

til you have no need to

dream of the idea of getting up

but getting off

It never matter

that many said this wasnt right

All that was in my mind

was how you fit it in nice and tight

Let me

Love

feel

smell

inhale

consume

you

All of you

Our bodies playing a classical note

make me your volin

Beaming to every stroke

Hitting the direct cords

My gentle flower

Your juice

always sweet

never sour

Ivory snow

fall over me

all over me

Spread far and wide

Lets go outside

in the shade

maybe sip

on some lemonade

Day dreaming of

I being your drink

and you the glass

Feeling me up

Let me

Let

me

Lay you down

It started with a

kiss

a touch

a tickle

one hand up my thigh

a watering mouth

and a dry tongue

Let me..............

PoetJanetDawson2009

*This was inspired by Meshell Ndegeocello's version of Love You Down.

Thank You For taken time to read

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Reply dushmis
1:29 PM on February 11, 2010 
i been here :) @dushmis

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