Poem: Thoughts


of him,

drift wandering through my mind.

Of love,

sweet love;

My heart belongs to him.

His breath,

of life,

Like breeze from yon sea.

His hands,

like thy soul,

Wander softly over me.


I am his,


for eternity.

His spirit,

isn’t twisted like these trees,

but is,


For all it is free!

My love,

please hold me tight.

I ache to feel thine lips on mine,

to touch,

to tease,

My skin is thy own.

I want,

I need,

thine own happiness is mine,

as I am yours,

and all that I possess,

that which might also possess me,

Is yours alone,

to hold,

to touch,

to do with as you please.


but let it be known,

I plead with thee,

my sweet love,

Take me as thy own!

Copyright Nicola Matthews

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