Srill Waiting

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Srill Waiting


When she talked to me
all I thought about was her body
her face, her hands, her breasts, her legs,
the eyes, the nose, those lips,
her mind blew me up
her perfection scared me
so much about her that couldn’t resist it
not even the gods would even wish it so...
She was kissing me
I kissed her back,
I kissed her neck, slowly I nibbled her ears
gently and hard grabbing her waist
feeling her body against mine.
Gently passing my fingers
up and down,
up and down her figure
almost touching her
making her tremble with each second.
On her back drawing the map
the map of our lives. What will it become of it
when will we meet
when we will be together us both
her face, those eyes, her nose, mouth and those lips...
I wish her so...
Her legs, breasts, waist, body, soul
I see her everywhere and nowhere
She is all of them yet none
I cant recognize her and she don’t know me
is it the way it will always gonna be
Do I have a chance. Please come to me
I need you when will you be mine

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The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

Cogliostro’s Poems (9)

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