Touch me with Your Most Alluring Hands,
Send my Senses to Heights I cannot Understand,
Passion Ablaze in Your Lightest Touch,
Heart Pounding,
Fervor Resounding,
Delirium Deliciously Spinning Too Much.
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~Morgan~
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Beautiful Original Artwork by: Elena Dudina


Oh, how the heart speaks in many different forms.
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Oh wow.. Trunk loads of passion in this poem..
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🙂 Once in a while I let it shine through 🙂
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The molten river does flow in this one, Morgan. Beautiful imagery and powerful passion. xx *sweating brow*
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Um…yeah…sometimes ….you know… 😉
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Um, yeah, hmmmm…..Sometimes??? 😉
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I mean, sometimes it sneaks into my writing LOL 🙂
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LOL
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absolutely Gorgeous picture and words ever so eloquently composed
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🙂 : ) 🙂
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Reblogged this on georgeforfun and commented:
“Heart pounding” Indeed as I read along.
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Every Once in a While 😉
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More often than not, dear Morgan ))))))))))))))
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Or should I say every once in a while I let that side shine through. ( though you may mean that it shines through mor often than not!) LOL 🙂
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Everyone has different sides depending on circumstances at any given day. That’s just part of being imperfect beings as we are. I just try to prevent the Darkside from influencing the Light in my light as much as possible. Somedays, I fail miserably, but try to avoid interactions, so it doesn’t hurt anyone but me.
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Beautiful and tender words for the emotion and want of love. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
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I Always appreciate the Male perspective on my poetry, so I do Thank You. It is wonderful to know that it is relateable on both sides of the scale.
Cheers!
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Men want love. Just afraid to show it. We can’t survive without love and kindness.
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As I often suspected 🙂
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Nice Morgan.
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😉 Ta! 😉
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