Sensual Love

by Stephanie Ricks   Sep 13, 2004


I can only imagine,
The man on the other line.
To connect in presence,
With bliss utterly sublime.

Completing all sensually,
That, which is real.
Enduring our spoken words,
I do so long to feel.

In the air,is infinite wonder,
As to how our first moments will be.
Will awe astounding Passion,
Overwhelm and engulf me?

Or will I panic and faint,
At your slight slow touch.
Or only from exhaustion,
In finding my one true love?

I anticipate all of this,
Unique to my heart and sacred.
And not only love,
But what may appear in our future ahead.

So,this is what I feel,
And hope we may soon share.
So take these thoughts and emotions,
As an offering of the love that I bare.

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