Seduisant

by Darlene Martin   Sep 16, 2006


Seduisant is the man..
I take in hand...
His very eyes capture every blink and look in mine..
His gently palms rest against my warming hands..
Seduisant is the man who kisses me..
His lips journey along the edges of my curves..
So sweet and bearing...
His smell stays with me as I leave him for the day...
His smile captures a thousand words unexplained...
Seduisant is my lover...
The one who loves me..
His arms so gently..
Sail my fears away from me..
Cast my soul and heart in his treasured ways...
Seduisant comes with me even in my dreams..
In lonely nights and early mornings..
As I walk the halls of school bell rings..
My seduisant is by me..
I miss my seduisant..
Come..come and take me away...
My seduisant..
is,,
my Dearest AVI...

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