Word Count: 300
Category: Poetry (Mature Audiences)
Latest Version: April 9th,2021
Music sings of Kings and Coles
Loves unseen; love foretold
Winters night light with snow
Streets silent, still, nowhere to go.
Fingers linger under cover
Softly, smoothly, they gently discover
Bodies warm, curled perfect; tight
All is dark but winters light
And flickering embers of fireplace coals
Reflected in eyes of obsessions souls.
With conviction I indulge in loves cuisine
Her naked flesh, desires caffeine
Reaching depths of her body and in between
Nature’s intention for an arctic scene.
Look into my eyes in fires light
Vow every end sings your goodnight
Place your hand upon my heart
It’s rhythmic pulse, your beauties art
It beats for you, your tender touch
The smell of your hair, your smile and such
Take me places in dreams not seen
So I may sleep dreaming where I’ve been.
Take my hand from your thigh
Draw me close in passions high
Grasp me, hold me tight, in shadow’s view
In my arms surrender, as I breathe you.
Tonight our passions have been told
Now to have, now to hold
Warm with sweat from winter’s cold
Bodies formed to soul mates mold.
I’ve dreamt awhile the girl in you
With beating hearts enchanted view
Would find alive the boy in me
Our flesh inline, our sprits free.
Close your weary eyes my sweet
So I may admire your peaceful sleep
I’ll long for the moment your eyes return
To stare in me eternal by the fireside burn.
Until morning my love kiss me tight
With soft, subtle lips gentle goodnight
Then quietly whisper in my naked ear
‘I love – I’ll love you, forever my dear’.
The phono ends to not a sound
But the drum of beating hearts abound
And the crackling embers of music’s souls
Of Kings and Queens; Of Kings and Coles.
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