Speak to me of Burning, Needing,
Whisper of Longing, Searching to Find,
Say nothing at all, in Brazen Silence,
Your Stare Revealing and Intriguingly Kind.
The Heavy Urgency of Breath Betrays,
The Hammering of Your Pulse Belies,
But ‘Tis Your Stare that Entirely Undoes,
Provoking Shivers and Breathless Sighs.
Stare, My Love, and Know me Well,
Gaze with Passion, Hunger, Desire,
And when Your Stare is Satisfied
Love Shall Ignite Your Questing Fire.
~Morgan~

sultry
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Not often I let this side shine through…Im glad you like it. 🙂
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wow…passionate! 🙂
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Hee hee 🙂 Not always a side of me you see. 😉
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Reblogged this on georgeforfun.
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Passionate and evocative. Beautiful post Morgan
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Many Sweet Thanks, John! I went exploring, a bit, with this one 🙂
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Well your exploration seems to have brought you to fertile ground.
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I agree with above very passionate
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I was a-smolderin’ when I wrote this lol 🙂
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