Eyes Of Love
by Barbara Lynn Terry
Sitting on the sofa
watching the movie unfold,
we turned our attention to each other.
The movie is about…
oh I forgot, as I lose myself
in our passionate embrace.
We kiss, fondle, and kiss again
our hands roam freely
over the other’s softness.
Our nipples are erect
the moistness becomes a river
and the movie drones on
as we make our own sweet,
romantic passion for each other.
We lie next to each other
continuing our embrace,
piece by piece clothing falls to the floor
except one piece hiding our
moist, flowing, rivers of love.
We don’t hear the movie anymore
our passion fills our ears
and brings to ecstacy
our flowing, yet staying power of love
until we are spent, just lying there
looking at each other
with eyes of love.
Barbara Lynn Terry
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/eyes-of-love-4/
