For me there is no
better thing,
than making love;
a mortal sin.
But love it be,
and not just sex.
Robotic coupling,
like insects.
I need to hold
your heart in mine,
as two linked lovers
we do entwine.
So hold me now
and share your soul
and lets make love
until we're old.
Here a new marvellous touching deep poem from you!!!
ReplyDeletehey, Marcus... I'm visiting here for the 1st time, and really like the format and look of your blog!! Very thoughtful, very nice!! You obviously spend a lot of time and effort, putting your posts together... I'll be back, when I have a bit more time, if it's ok with you... I am Tman
ReplyDeleteI love your poems, and this one in particular. And obviously I love your nice person too!!!
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