April 13, 2019


From While I Breath, I Hope. by David E. Bauguess



How deeply do I long for shy warm and tender kiss,
A kiss which sets this heart and soul ablaze with one over-whelming desire,
A kiss, that left with out - leaves my world amiss,
This kiss of yours; so intoxicating - no drug could carry me any higher.

Ah! What joy doth it bring - when I'm blessed to bask in the warmth and beauty of thy smile.
A smile that embraces and shelters me from this world's cold and dark madness,
So safe and serene I am - if but for awhile;
Your amazing smile my Beloved - there is no likeness.

The memory of your loving embrace doth sweetly linger upon my mind,
Weaving such an euphoric and vivid image of you and I intwined.

A rapturous escape have I found,
Starring into those mezmerizing eyes,
So inticing and loving is the sweetness of thine
Voice; that when alone in thy presence -
I'm filled with childish butterflies.

David "Sex" Bauguess (1-15-019)


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